A journal of living with Multiple System Atrophy. How we, a 58 year old woman and a 62 year old man, laugh, cry and love our way through Dennis' latest symptoms and newest diagnosis of MSA.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Missing You
One more poem by Dennis.
Missing You
I don't bite my fingernails
I don't gnaw on bones
I don't stand in orchards
I like the pines alone
I don't walk with thistles
I can't see the storm
I don't win the roses
But love with you reborn.
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
Hello again, an again another poem to copy and read again...the only again that won't be again, if I interpet your new "we are out of here"..is you. Thank you for sharing.....may your days weight more heavely on the happy and well side.....hopefully we will hear from you again. Cheers, Nancy
1 comment:
Hello again, an again another poem to copy and read again...the only again that won't be again, if I interpet your new "we are out of here"..is you. Thank you for sharing.....may your days weight more heavely on the happy and well side.....hopefully we will hear from you again. Cheers, Nancy
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