My Life
I am still young,
but my hope is not lost,
even with a pain bearing
through my thoughts
I have grown through the years
12 to be exact
knowing the scary fact
of my life threatening disease
that I have had
since the day I began to breathe
it has been hard, times have been rough
going to the doctors at least twice a month
missing school
losing friends
having surgery it never ends
Though,
you gave me home,
some family
some friends,
some wonderful pets
and a love that never ends so,
I won’t give up,
I will live through this
haunting fact that
will never give.
Written 12/13/2010
LOST HOPE
A hope
a gentle hope
floating through
continuous air.
Making us stare
wondering where
it might hide.
Hope is there
waiting for prayer.
Why must it hide
we need its guide.
Don't you dare
try to cry,
He is there.
A hope
a gentle hope
floating through
continuous air.
You must decide
to catch Him there.
written 2/9/2011
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