"So tell me, what is it that you plan to do/ with your one wild and precious life?"
--Mary Oliver

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

one day too many

Here's a poem about the ups and downs of living with fibromyalgia:

One Day
Too Many
By Jane Bauhs

I am
one day
a blessing
then one day
I am a drain

Two days
a joy to know me
then two days with me
a strain

Three days
you'll see me happy,
then three days i'll
be in pain

Four days
of peaceful being,
bring four more of
useless blame

Five days
with me are blissful,
or filled with guilt
and shame

Six days
you'll see me active,
while six days could
make me lame

Seven days
you'll find me restful,
filled with a hope and
faithfilled fame

Eight days
you'll think you know me,
but its all been just
a game

Nine days
of me and then
you'll see we all
are just the same


Emilie said...

That's a powerful poem, Barb. Thanks for sharing it.

barbara said...

Thanks Emilie! The ups and downs of fibro, chronic fatigue, etc., are difficult, but at least there are days when I can do things, so I'm better off than a lot of people with chronic illness. :)