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Poem

April 5TH 2004
Diagnosis Day.My D Day

A visitor came knocking on my door,
so gently at first I did not hear,
Again and again the visitor came,
each time knocking more loudly than before.

Yes I hear you,
the knocking fills me with fear, 
 I know I have to let you in,
What will happen when I do,
If I unlock the door is it over to you.

Are you my enemy,
will you be my friend .
can I embrace you,
 must I face you.
worry  not
of course I do 
every time I think of you

Tomorrow is another day
brave I must be
the door beckons me
on  the other side ,
you I will see

The deed is done the key is turned, 
I want to run away but you wont be spurned 
I know who you are,
we have no choice
at last I listen to your voice
I smile
 I feel better knowing you.
My parkinsons

August 12, 2014 - Posted by Chris | Creativity