I was told once that I was brave
Having no choice
Is not bravery
Just acceptance
If you choose to stay
To talk to me, comfort me
When I'm in hospital
Fighting to understand
How my brain and body have let me down again
Then you're the brave one
You could choose
©cih15, 8:27, 26.11.15
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.