via Daily Prompt: Miraculous


The nights were long
I wasn’t strong
My hands were numb, more pain to come.

I lost my mind
I lost my hair
My hearing waned, and I was scared.

My eyesight weak
I couldn’t see
My vision blurred, no peace for me.

My tears were warm
My fingers cold
The poison fierce, intentions bold.

There seemed no chance
To come around
To lose this grasp, upon me now.

I had to try
Or say goodbye
To all I loved, and so I cried.

But, in the end
A day did come
When I found strength, it had begun

A new found scan
They had a plan
I had to do, all that I can

To see the light
To try and fight
Just one more day, just one more night

It was miraculous
Divinely clear
One day the pain… just disappeared.

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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