As Good A Day As Any
Fatigued with waiting for a day that never came
Today she woke up with yet another sprain
Took her meds
Escaped bed
Stood, spinning head
Cloudy brain
Like Groundhog Day
Tomorrow she'll do it all again
More often than not something twinges
Her joints are like loose hinges
They bend, and extend far beyond what intended
She's chronically 'on the mend'
And all she has is expended
Sometimes resting IS giving it her all
So she gives her all to recovery, and rests
Whatever she does
However small it seems
She will always give it her best
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