Sickness

ginahinderliter on Oct 19, 2009

Seeing a child with a deadly disease is tearful! I can’t imagine how they must feel but I tried once.

Another sleepless night

sometimes this sickness is too much to fight

I want to play like normal children

rather than being locked in this den

isn’t an eight year old supposed to be worry free

rather than hoping for a cure from a maricle tree

or worrying about death before thirty

I want to run, play, and get dirty

but most days I lack the strength to do so

that’s when I wish I could just go

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Comments (5)

ceegirl on Oct 19, 2009
Good write, I like it.
ashan1614 on Oct 19, 2009
It is heart-breaking to see a child so ill that they can’t do what other children do.
martie on Oct 19, 2009
sad, but nice write.
sandie on Oct 19, 2009
sad but good poem.
Tanya Wallace on Oct 19, 2009
Lovely poem, sad but truthful!It is always sad to see children in this way!

Hi there!