This Too Shall Pass
I’m having muscle spasms in my hands
Since last night that I can’t stand
It causes me to have some pain
And it’s not even due to rain
The pill I took makes me sleep
Sucks for writing poetry
And I’m still on top of my bed I confess
Watching for the My Favorite Teacher Contest
I love the entries I’ve gotten so far
Poets have the golden hearts
I’m being taught myself right now
To take it easy and lay it down
So I will write when I wake
It may suck or may be great
But poetry is a great escape
From reality of pain today
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