So close I came and I don’t understand why
I know it must have been a wake up call from way up high
For a silent killer named DVT to find me
Yet it left me be
A small clot in my lung
Unusual for someone so young
Pulmonary embolism is the fancy word
Any bigger and I wouldn’t be here to be heard
So close I came and I don’t understand why
I know it must have been a wake up call from way up high
When God speaks one must listen
This time I am standing at attention
For a silent killer to find me
And to leave me be
God must still have a plan for me
May God bless you with good health. If it makes you feel better to share your pain... I'll chat with you from time to time.
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Adria, Thank you for your kind words about my poems. My health has returned now. I am feeling good now. I went through being ill the first part of this year. Now I am all better. Take Care, Chanda