My Sanity Poem by Barry Middleton

I know it's not the same for all,
but cancer wants to make me crawl.

It took from me most every joy,
such petty things seem to annoy.

I can't enjoy my favorite foods,
or bottoming bi-polar moods.

I cannot sing, I cannot dance,
there is no chance of new romance.

But what am I supposed to do?
I count my gifts, I have a few.

I take a walk, the air is cold,
the sky is blue, the clouds are gold.

And I have friends who help me out,
they banish fear, and banish doubt.

And I still have my poetry,
my work, my life, and sanity.

So I will focus every breath,
on love, and grace, and life not death.