a poem on having leukemia:

It makes me want to run away
and yet I remain

It makes me want to be alone
and yet I hold her

It makes me search for my life’s purpose
and yet my children are my legacy

It makes me believe there is no God
and yet I pray

It makes me want to stand and fight
and yet I’m not afraid to lie down

copyright Jim W. Smith 2012

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