My daughter lives with constant pain and is often ill. It breaks my heart.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow Like the movie, “Groundhog Day”. This doctor, that doctor, another - Tomorrow repeat, and replay. My daughter cradles her arm And rocks back and forth in her chair. It’s rheumatoid arthritis today That brings us for medical care. She needs new pain medication, Bi-polar meds must be changed. Her myasthenia gravis means An eye operation’s arranged. How do you cope with so much When you knows there isn’t a cure? It wasn’t a choice that you made. You simply have to endure. You live for the days that are better And try to enjoy without sorrow, Though you know there’ll always be Yesterday, today and tomorrow.
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