Life is Grand
When body ages faster than mind
Life can seem unfair and unkind
My mind wants to do a dance
While my body says, not a chance
Knocked down by red, hot searing pain
Is leading me slightly insane
Depression fosters illness and illness depression
What is the point here, is there a lesson?
Living in pajamas, too tired to care
Doesn’t matter anyway, no one there
When people ask, should I say I am fine?
If I’m honest, seems all I do is whine
Prolonged debility is my fear
Unable to continue activities I feel dear
What kind of life would I have then?
With what else will I have to contend?
Doctors and nurses seen frequently
Most are despised secretly
Cheerful faces one and all
Make me want to sit and bawl
Now, with the complaints through
I have shared these with you
Let me tell you this too
As it is also just as true
Life for the most part is grand
Much of life remains in my hand
Keeping spirits up is very important
In that, I must be diligent
When I am down and out
All I want to do is pout
I look at the world beautiful
And realize my blessings are plentiful
With wonderment I greet each day
Open to opportunities to play
Each day I do my very best
Accepting there are times I need to rest
To you my soul I do bear
With you my art I do share
When it comes time for me to go
A better place I will know
When my body releases my soul
I will once again be whole
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