Daily I have seen my life pass me by
Converse with heavens' angels – good and bad
I see my life reversed – a man to lad:
Family and friends who’ve stood by my side,
My surrogate family have since died –
Our rules have changed, it drives me raving mad
To know I will never hear the words: Dad
Chronic illness cripples my mortal life
I have asked the questions – prefaced by why?
Sat in the darkness, and quietly cried:
I play life’s games – wonder if I will win,
Having been accused of living a sin
Oppose death becomes my game’s resistance –
So I can record my life’s existence










A great sonnet which I enjoyed reading



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