(2015)
1 Corinthians 13:4-8
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock