Genetic Gem Poem by Jan E Smith
Genetic Gem
How can I live when they all die?
Searching for answers… not knowing why.
A glimpse of my future I see in them.
Genetic heart problems… what a gem.
I try to be strong and hold back the tears,
to hide my emotions and all of my fears.
And when people ask me if I am okay
I flash them a smile and say it's a good day.
To carry this burden is hard to bare,
Yet someone has to… someone must care.
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