Relaxing, writing, sitting in a waiting room at the liver
transplant center again.
Being constantly monitored and kept stable to have a liver
transplant somewhere in the future.
Life has a funny way of existing in people, taking away
some things and letting them hold onto others.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is funny in itself, Maybe better written, Than lived. Hope all goes well for you, a very sincere wish.