Time is money. This expression has all its meaning with the fight to find a cure against cancer. Pain is very bad and anything to eradicate it is welcome.

Unconditional Love. Searching to find a Cure.
Where would we be with out our childern?

The following poem is from a collection of 41 written by me to try describing Huntington’s Disease (HD).

Here I have tried to remember those affected by HD must never give up hope that a cure, or at least better treatment, may be just around the corner.

It also reminds me of why I started these poems… To raise awareness and generate funds for the Huntington’s Disease Association (HDA). Please look up your local HD organisation for more info or visit my Justgiving Page if you would like to donate to the cause. www.justgiving.com/Trish-Dainton.

A reason to smile.

What women have to cope with when diagnosed with a rare disease. How their lives and everyone that they love lives are changed forever.

The best high there is. Sometimes it’s tough to get your hands on it, but when you do… Oh boy it’s amazing.

While decluttering my home just recently I found this old prayer chant I used for myself while battling darkness stealing my light. For the first time ever I let him slip in unoticed; I physically crumbled as my sole was very quickly consumed. I was alone.

If you’ve ever had gout you know how painful it can be.

A short poem about a vampire realizing that undeath isn’t all he thought, so he sought the cure.

A person’s wish list for the perfect friend.