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Poems
From the Heart Written
by:
The Dragon Within His breath, it sears my body His claws, they rip and tear The pain oft times is endless His roar, just I can hear
He gives me days of freedom Though totally not there I feel he waits while lurking He knows my inner fear
I did not ask his presence To manifest in me I did not give him entry What power set him free?
I struggle just to function Many tasks are left undone I pray a new tomorrow When I can roar, "I've won!"
The changes that have taken place The life I knew is gone I improvise the best I can It's now more brains than brawn
Upon my bed, I muster A prayer before I sleep "Please Lord, please take this dragon and send him far and deep"
Give me strength tomorrow So he no longer wins Release me from the Dragon The one who lives within
If
Martha Were A Fibromite The
guests are soon to gather The
tables side by side One
has a flowered cover The
other stripes so wide Since
only plates for seven And
twelve to soon appear I
bought a different setting And
altered here and there The
decorations in the hall I’m
proudly to acclaim Are
flowers that were freshly picked From
just right down the lane The
fireplace is glowing Though
logs were hard to find I
tied the weekly papers I’m
sure no one will mind Now
here is where my talents My
best of me comes out My
dinner is the tops you see I’m
sure to get a shout My
chicken comes from KFC The
salads from the deli The
biscuits from the bakery Don’t
spare the Smuckers jelly We’ll
gather just as Martha does And
all will give me praise Because
we were a family Just
like the olden days It
will not matter what we wear Or
what adorns the tables Or
even if my towels and sheets Have
lost their fancy labels What
counts is we’re together All
lacking prim and proper But
in my heart I know darn well With
Martha I did top her I
have no time or strength No
energy to squander It’s
simply ease and fun And no fanciness to ponder My Fibro Prayer Dear Precious One, my Savior On bended knees I pray That you will touch my friends I know And help them out today The body is so weary The pain just won’t subside Yet still they fight the battle No thieves to rob their pride The body, just the outer shell Their temple so to speak Is tended to and nourished Although its frail and weak They know the greater picture Your home to soon reside Please give them special blessings And never leave their side One day when they can join you A journey we all seek Please let them know I pray for them This promise I will keep The
Fog Oft
times you see a mist, a fog That
follows a spring rain But
ours is hidden out of sight They’re
shadows in our brain How
often we have searched on high For
articles misplaced Just
to find them sitting near Our
minds were out in space Did
I just enter in this room An
object to take out? Or
did I put one into place What
is this all about? Sure
footed in one spot I stand I
try to clear my head Did
I just mail the bills I had? Must
not, my phone is dead So
many dates have come and gone Of
things I had to do My
postem said I mailed a card But
where it went, to who? No
matter what the task may be Somehow
I see it through It
may not be on time you see But
that is nothing new So
in my fog I am, I’m me “Unique”
I always say I
really do not fumble through It’s
just MY special way
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