My Great Desire
My life’s travails have usually
been physical. I don’t know why,
and things I live with now sometimes
make me almost want to die.
Instead I keep on keeping on,
and though with hope I pray,
I must assume God’s miracle
for me is on “delay.”
I try to count my blessings, but
when all the pain keeps getting worse,
I realize that others too
have burdens, and it’s like a curse
attached to us! It’s hard to keep
a show of positivity,
and yet to doctors still I go
while searching for my remedy!
I focus on the things I love
and eat well too. That is a fact,
for though my mouth feels horrible,
at least my taste buds are intact.
Strange feelings plague me day and night.
My nervous system’s gone haywire.
I talk to friends and pray that soon
I’ll be once more myself– my great desire.
May 19, 2022
For Angela Tune's How You Live Or Have Been Healed From A Difficult And Challenging Health Condition Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2022
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