Monday, March 23, 2020

Redo - just a poem I wrote

REDO


Can I get a do over?

Today can go to hell

Can I try again tomorrow?

I’m just not doing well


Sorry I need to reschedule

Let’s try again real soon

Sorry it just won’t work today

Nothing works before noon


My body is so broken

My brain won’t let me sleep

I can’t explain each symptom

They all just run so deep


I don’t know when I’ll be able

Not sure when I’ll feel good

Cancelling and rescheduling

Second guessing if I should


I’m very unreliable

I’m always running late

Missing out on memories

Is what I truly hate


I never take for granted

The days that I feel able

Just wish that there were more

And I could feel more stable


Redos don’t exist

But each morning is a gift

A chance to make some memories

And give my soul a lift


-Sarah M Rozeboom

03/02/2020 (started)

03/17/2020 (finished)









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