A Poemdog

Dogs 2011

WALKING WOUNDED
(8/19/11)


ill
and injured
I limp
through
my recent days
attempting
to readjust
my normal

neither
condition
keeps me
from doing
what needs
to be done

they simply
take all
of the fun
out of
the process

I know
that my outlook
will improve

eventually

but I
always
wonder

I remember
watching
my mother
slowly die
from brain
cancer

I wonder
when
she finally
knew
that her todays
as bad
as they were
were always
the best
that she ever
was going
to feel
again

her tomorrows
turned
consistently
worse

I am
confident
that I will
feel better
sometime
soon

but
I look
at the coming days
on the calendar
and wonder
when