The Girl With A Story To Tell Poem by Holly M. Doyon

I know a girl who has lived to tell her story, who has been through enough to make you worry
Blonde haired, blue eyes… but not as pretty as the moonlight
She was happy once in her life, when nothing when wrong till that day of awful strife
Her father left her at the age of eight, her two sisters and her mother to fend for their aid
Though she got to see him, nothing was the same
Ever so slowly it brought her to shame
She kept going through the years, living normally, conquering her fears
But at age thirteen, there was something wrong, she turned out sicker than a dog
Her father didn't believe her, as she laid in bed
Eating nothing..nothing...not even bread
He told her to go to her softball practices, were she fell down
Finally as her father saw, she went to the hospital
The doctors did their samples and came back in awe
To tell her that she wasn't fine, which only made her start to cry
But somehow the doctors found out what to do, after living in that awful yellow room
Were monitors beep, and nurses peek
She came home and found a boy
Who loved her and filled her with joy
Even though she has a disease
He loves her no matter what
I know a girl who has conquered it all, I know her well
But I'll tell you my secret, of how I know
That girl you read about in this little story
This girl is me.