I'm sorry I got sick,
It wasn't fair on you,
Your skin is growing thick,
With all the stuff you do...
Our plans for in our forties,
They were travelled kind of things,
Not osteoporosis,
And resizing all my rings!
So now you are the carer,
Yet you'd no ambition to,
Become a full time sharer,
With the blood awareness crew...
I get lots of support,
The drugs and the attention,
You get the…
Hope on your face,
A friend in a scary place,
Light and fright,
The day and night...
An eternal sunny warning,
"You'll feel better in the morning",
As you mind and wash hair,
You are kind and you are there…
You understand my dignity,
You find a misplaced leech for me,
We rank the scales of pain,
While morphine keeps me sane...
Tissues for my issues,
The moments we misuse,
Good…
Is this what you expected when you stared altering me?
When you rearranged my body, patched me up and set me free?
The stitches are quite ragged, is that usually your style?
I have a fashion background and have wondered for while…
I understand mastectomy is not a level peg,
But was this your intention, taking muscle from my leg?
And though the muscles thriving that you brought round from my back,
If you…
I never was a runner when I was small at school,
I was okay at the hurdles, but at hockey I’m the fool,
I can not hit a tennis ball to save my wayward life,
Yet now I do my exercise, and satisfaction’s rife!
With dry hair motivation, that comes with middle age,
I’m doing lengths of breaststroke, it is like I turned the page,
I run for miles around, the calories I’ll kill,
Have bough a…
The hound is in the cupboard now,
I try to keep him there,
But sometimes he escapes somehow,
’Though these days that’s quite rare.
You’d like it if he hadn’t stayed,
But I can’t let him go,
In secret moments back he’s strayed
And that helps me, although,
You think that means I’m in the past,
Like I’m not moving on,
Yet actually it is a sign how far we’ve come along……
