I posted this elsewhere, but figured I would post here too, so many share some lovely things here art stories and poems. thank you for sharing, it all helps so much

"What MS has in store"

You wonder why, how come and what for,
finding out each day what tomorrow had in store.
Mind blowing how it can change us, so much,
to the point where you actually lose touch.
Not with your fingers, that you will see in time,
oh these fun things, so many to blow your mind.
Numbness and pinny tingles, your legs and arms feel asleep,
gets so worrisome, if you think too much on it you will weep.
Ms hug, yea right, like thats a real medical term,
you're in its tight grasp, so painful, some say it burns.
Why does it feel heavy and hurt, Footdrop, great oh swell
some terms fit, some just make you laugh, on you go, oh well.
Ms bugs, noway can I buy this, yet sometimes my eyes do see,
out of the corner just a flash, or laying down, jezz i got fleas.
Exasperation, say it, I cant even spell it, why whats it mean
not again, another relapse, what damage is left, shall be seen.
Here is another word for your mind, Spasticity, out of sight,
can my legs and arms hurt so much, why is my skin so tight.
Things to blow your mind, oh wait, yea this is fun,
what mind, what memory, no cognitive, absolutely none.
This ones good, where are my friends, how can life be so askew,
they distant themselves from you, strangers think its bird flu.
Now I need a cane, oh I can feel the people stare,
how can it cripple me so much, how did i get in this chair.
My job i loath and despised so much I wanted to quit,
losing it cause I cant perform my job, talk about a being hit.
Another smack upside the head of life, to help us see,
did I even mention troubles some have when they pee.
Some are lucky and find out soon, and don't spend the years,
searching, looking, no answers, your head fills with fears.
With all that MS does to us, here is what gives my brain a start,
some long distance friends have gotten so close to my heart.
Should I let them in, should I let them get so close,
scared to do so, I know its these friends I cherish the most.
We all share a bound, a common thread of pain,
please allow my friendship to be your umbrella in the rain.
I still ponder that dreaded question, in my mind
realizing after years of thought, no answer shall I find.
There is no wondering why, how come, or what for,
I shall keep helping others and see what MS for me has in store.

Frank - ole buddy, ole pal ... have you submitted this to the MS online magazine .. and MOMENTUM ???? ... how about Oprah?

you said it all!

not even sure how I would go about it.

make copies .... and KEEP your original ... for the mags: send to editor -

write the date when you mail to each ... the one online - check the site and see about 'submissions' ... remember: to sign your work - first/last name and address ...

poetry is considered 'art' ...so, take the credit for your work!

hope this helps - it's a start!

thanks for letting those of us without MS a window into MS, Frank...

beautifully done....

thank you....

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