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Posted - 11th August 2025

Broken but bold enough to bounce back

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Broken but bold enough to bounce back

There I stood at heavens pearly gates Waiting for God to decide my fate I was still a child, though very sick Hoping my passing would be quick. Then an angel suddenly appeared Took my hand and said “not yet dear” “Hold on tight and I’ll fly you home” In a flash I was back in bed alone. Home for me was a hospital ward Where the illness had to take it’s course Though it was a long painful ordeal I got well, but the pain I had was surreal. The hurt was daily, monthly and yearly Told I was too young for hip surgery My compensating knee wore out too So one operation became two. Forty years passed before the first op Two years later, the second op I got I must have had a miracle man For both surgeries went to plan. Bless all medics who take care of us Every one is a gift from above.
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Crandall Avatar
August 31, 2025 at 7:00 PM
What a tough time. Thank goodness for the angel and the surgeons, and your courage.
Delaney Avatar
August 22, 2025 at 5:00 AM
Your poems flows so well and describes a story of hope and endurance. I am glad you made it through and recovered with a positive outcome.
M  Avatar
August 21, 2025 at 3:54 AM
Wow Beryl….a wonderful poem of both healing and endurance…..l agree re Medics….at times they are the unsung heroes! Debx
George Avatar
August 15, 2025 at 7:22 PM
Dear Beryl, if it is not fiction, I salute you for your endurance and positivity. How powerfully you have narrated your story! Yes, sometimes a miracle man comes to our aid. Your expression of gratefulness towards all the medicos who helped you survive is indeed heartwarming. Love and Regards.
Edmonds  Avatar
August 16, 2025 at 12:46 AM
Dear Valsa, this is what happened to me, at school one day I caught my hip on the sharp corner of a school desk. The bruising was terrific, I never told anyone. I had recently started going to a St. Johns class for first aid and home nursing training. In one lesson the lady taking the class kept asking me if I was alright, I said yes each time, she even took my temperature. As I was walking out at the end of the lesson, the leader told me to tell my mother to keep an eye on me. It all erupted a few days later and I was in hospital for three months. Thank you for reading and commenting. Love and regards returned… Beryl
Daniels Avatar
August 14, 2025 at 2:03 AM
Beautiful account of endurance, Beryl. Salute for faith in yourself & Higher Orders. Lovely couplets & rhyme scheme. Warm regards for Contest entry.
Edmonds  Avatar
August 15, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Thank you Ghairo, it was a painful ordeal, but I survived. Blessings, Beryl
Buhagiar Avatar
August 13, 2025 at 1:56 AM
Hope this is fiction. However how glad I am that after so many years all went well. Loved your poem and your conclusion. Hugs.
Buhagiar Avatar
August 18, 2025 at 1:49 AM
Don't forget me though. Haven't seen you around.
Edmonds  Avatar
August 13, 2025 at 2:57 AM
It’s not fiction Victor, this really happened to me and I’ve lived with the consequences ever since. Thank you, hugs returned… Beryl
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 5:12 PM
outstanding and engaging poem...You must be quite resilient. Thank goodness for the miracle man! :-) have a blessed evening, hugs, Sara PS do you run marathons? I did when I was in my 40s and 50s
Edmonds  Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 6:18 PM
Thank you Sara, no I don’t do marathons, I wish I could, I’m happy with what I can do though, I wouldn’t go out without a walking stick or a shopping trolly, I’d have difficulty stepping off pavements to cross the road unaided. Well done you for running in marathons when you could…. Beryl
Flood Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 2:52 PM
Certainly has the ring of truth about it, Beryl, in which case I’m so pleased for you. I’ve heard how successful both surgeries can be but how painful the wait. I’ve often criticised our NHS, but when they get it right… they really get it right. See you in next years London Marathon… I’ll be watching it on TV (like hell I will). Terry
Edmonds  Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 3:17 PM
Thank you Terry, yes the wait was excruciatingly painful, but the outcome was wonderful. If I get to run in the next marathon (a miracle that’d be) please watch me on tv… Beryl
Goldsmith Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 2:02 PM
What a powerful write/story you have here. Not sure if it is true or not. "Good Luck" A winner for me. Have a blessed day writing away.........
Edmonds  Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 3:10 PM
Hi Paula, it’s true, it started a few days before I left my junior school, spent all the summer school holiday in hospital, then missed the first term of senior school. The teacher watched me limp into class and never said a word, what a teacher. Thank you for reading and the good luck wishes… Beryl
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