Call a meeting, I’m drowningIt's the same meeting I call:to recognize myself again,to share the good news, and the badI won't ask for helpbut they know and they comewith mugs of tea and stupid jokesmuch needed hugs coupled with reassuring smilesand by the time they leavemy head is above waterand I float again … [Read more...] about Call A Meeting, By: Sinéad Murray