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My Bottle Of Milk...People have ‘bottle's of milk', they say, And most tell you they're only half empty? Well sorry, but mine's never half full, Mine's to the brim, as it's meant to be! Cos you see, I've had a bit of a problem, Yeah, I have to add, once again! But this has turned into a nightmare... And I can't describe the insurmountable pain! How can a now and again painful experience, Turn into a nightmare so true...? Because trust me, it really is one, oh yes, And it's making my feel so sad and blue. Now I get a problem here and there, And I go through a glitch till I accept it, But this, oh how I wish it wasn't so... Because this one has really and truly...hit! Hit everyone in my family this time, Hey, they are use to mum being ill and in pain! And let's face it, it becomes the norm... But this one, oh no, it's not the same! It's got my kids really worried...a lot, But me, well it's got me a tad up the wall! Because handling this one, oh woe is me... This has even got me set on giving it my all! Why? Well, though an operation's needed so much. I am absolutely terrified, and much more! But hey, there's nothing I can do about this, Except, face it, deal with it, cos I know the score... And as long as I know the score, I can face it, Putting my trust in the surgeons so true, But put my faith and my life in God's hands... There's nothing more that I can really do. So ill brace it, face it, and give it my all! As only this Poet can do! June to ... Whenever the time comes... Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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