Could I be free of me please
This tired old body that doesn't work with ease
I'm not even 50 yet
But I feel more like a 80 year old vet
Could I be free of me please
A mind that tends to seize
Eyes that are fogging over
Everything works much slower
Could I be free of me please
And take with it the disease
I'm tired of the me I've become
And I have to live until I succumb
(23 June 2007)
Beautiful poetry Joanne, and I do understsnd...if what does not kill us, makes us stronger...please believe that. Add a little Faith, Hope and Love to the mix, and a healing might be around your corner! Blessings, Theo
Jo Ann>>>An auto-bio poem NOT, is my hope here... But as far as quality goes... It's a grand slam young lady Who be quite far from eighty And is a fine friend and Poet As her Readers well know it! FjR
Jo Ann>>>An auto-bio poem NOT, is my hope here... But as far as quality goes... It's a grand slam young lady Who be quite far from eighty And is a fine friend and Poet As her Readers well know it! FjR
Not your most cheerful poem JoAnn, but i understand why you feel so down lets hope your life will turn around... I will pray that it does..10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Frank said it so eloquently. Echo…echo…