At first the enemy struck and I felt weak,
Pointed needles stung, future bleak,
A shroud of grey draped hairless skin,
Hiding fear and loneliness deep within,
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I love this beautifully written poem and with perfect rhythm and flow. An inspirational and moving poem! Keep up the good fight Mizzy!
To battle back! ! To gain your strength once again. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you for reading and commenting Edward.