Angela Crabtree Poet Rhyme

A Disease Yet To Mourn

I have walked along these crowded streets
There are many miles beneath my feet
The smell of flowers filled the air
to realize that God does care
I understand that nothings wrong with me
for I am strong and my spirits free
They say I'm sick within my mind
and that there's no cure at this time
I believe someday I will be healed
Someone will find one in this field
or a miracle will soon appear 
and rid myself of all this fear
Thanks for being on this site
to push me through this darken night

Original Copyright © 6/2/2008 6:18:00 PM  Angela Crabtree

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Caren Krutsinger October 5, 2020 at 8:24 PM Welcome to Poetry Soup my friend. You have found your tribe! Angela Crabtree October 6, 2020 at 12:16 PM Thank you, Caren. I've been looking for them. :)

Victor Buhagiar October 5, 2020 at 12:52 AM One can only feel the pain of illness. But you have the right disposition. Keep strong. ~~ Angela Crabtree October 5, 2020 at 8:21 AM Thank you, Victor :)

Vijay Pandit October 4, 2020 at 3:44 PM I hear your pain in the sound of this poem--so well expressed, Angela. Stay well..be blessed! Angela Crabtree October 4, 2020 at 7:17 PM Thank you, Vijay :)