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For One Day
Doctor you drugged me
So just for one day
This carcass of mine
Doesn’t want to play
I told it to stand:
Muscles in my belly
Push to be upright
Not turn to jelly
Question to get up
Yet here I lay
I’m wondering now
What can I say
To those less fortunate
Who have to stay
In this jellied form
For more than a day
My mind’s the same
Though my body isn’t
Same drive, same will
But something’s different
Above all else
Be grateful for health
It’s far more precious
Than greedy wealth
Tomorrow I know
I’ll be restored
But I know now better
The things abhorred
There’s more to love
In our universe
And I’ve learned a lesson
I’ll share in verse
The spirit exhalts
In every form
Do not despise
Beyond the norm
For a simple pain
I endure this day
But what for those
Who are born this way?
lovely poem
I like this. How did you get the italic printing in the middle of your poem?
Hi Steve! Yes, sometimes one is paralized unexpectantly ... if not by body, then by soul. This poem makes me realize that every day is a gift and every little movement (even the glitter in the eye!) is grace. Thanks. Myra
Excellent poem your rhyme is quite nice! May you have continued blessings.