PALE REFLECTIONS

I am a pale reflection of yesterday
a shadow wandering through the days
painful to itself and the soul it bears.
the child I was to those who bore me.
lingers somewhere in patient anticipation
not knowing what is to come
yet certain of its coming...
and wishiing it were not so

— Geremia, Nov 11, 2011

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I am still around barely fnctional ohysically, Have taken many unexpected hits to body lately. just out of hospital again, I thank God I still have a clear mind. Wish u all well and the spirit to fight back until YOU decide enough is enough. No one wants to suffer.Sometimes, I think worse than the pain is the loss of human dignity. joe

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft