nice poem beenthere, when you finish next one you get to decide the subject for the next person,

:no subject:
limboland

so we look for an answer and search in vain
answers we seek ideas down the drain.
one doc says yes another, he says no
what direction do you search, where do I go
not knowing what ails us, can drive you nuts
the feeling gnaws at you rips at your gut
I know its not much comfort for others to say
trust your inner feelings and live day to day
I was fortunate and only limbo'ed for seven years
the thought of it being MS, I never knew that fear
my heart goes out to all who have no answer or clue
the feeling of not knowing can leave you so blue
those living in limbo, it can text yourself to no end
when all we want are answers, and to be on the mend


dedicated to those in limbo


new subject

autumn