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Am I the same as I was before,
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow?
Am I the same as I was before,
Before the moon did rise?
Am I the same as I was before,
When no one knew my name?
Am I the same as I was before,
Before multiple sclerosis did come?
The birds have stopped chirping
During the middle of the night
As the leaves fall to the ground.
The dogs do not rest outside
Under the stars, moon, nor clouds,
As too cold it’s become.
I sleep snugly in my bed, as thoughts
Go racing through my head.
Am I the same as I was before,
Before multiple sclerosis came?
Am I the same as I was before,
When no one knew my name?
Am I the same as I was before,
When the sun begins to rise?
Am I the same as I was before,
Today, yesterday, and tomorrow?
MS is like the visitor who came and overstayed his visit, and you have to vacuum the house, prepare food, eat, etc. around him. Are all those tasks done the same way? Doubtful. But maybe, inside,the heart still beats with hope and love. It's good that you left it with question marks. That's all we can ever know. Good poem.
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Very true.I love it. from Mary Gerdt
ReplyDeleteThank you all SO MUCH!! I just had some words which needed to come out.
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