National Poetry Writing Month is nearly at end. To celebrate it, try your hand at some verse.
The Fight in Me
Facing the illness,
Building my strength,
Dealing with pain,
Day by day,
Doctors so confident,
With so few answers,
But their abilities are lacking!
As I enter an exam room,
Their knowledge is useless,
My body out of control,
As strange things continue,
One doctor’s academic experiment,
Lab-rat I am not,
Without knowledge of applicable treatment,
We play the game “What to try Next?”,
Not knowing the outcome,
But something has to be done,
The pain remains unending,
But my spirit wains,
Unsure of the outcome,
But a new willingness to try,
Something has to treat this disease,
I will not let it get the best of me,
I am a different person,
Than earlier days,
My faith in the Lord,
Keeps me going,
For in his hands my body lies,
The world around me appears different,
This disease has changed my insight,
And perspective of my surroundings,
Thank you, Lord
For showing me the way,
To manage this illness,
In a positive way!
Many hugs as I think of you today, Jill. I’m praying for you and can’t wait to hear that you’re recovering swiftly. I emailed you and am hoping Barry gets it.
by Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.