“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thursday, October 15, 2009

We All Fight Battles

No one wants to hear
What is wrong with me today.
We all fight battles.

Mine might seem special.
They are only so to me.
Forgive my weakness.

It’s just that some times,
MS fear seems to trump joy.
My resolve falters.

1 comment:

Judy said...

Many thanks to Lisa Emrich for including this haiku in her recent Carnaval of MS Bloggers.