I Won a Disease LotteryA Poem by HB RitaAbout ‘Adult still’s Disease’ I am suffering from.
I Won a Lottery
---------------- I ultimately walked away with the sickness sweepstakes; Called 'Adult on-set Still's Disease.' I didn't need it; it just came It came like a tropical storm, and Wrecked me as it evacuates the trees and plants, Or you can say a quake with its upward development. I remember, I used to stroll in the green field and pick cherry blooms for quite a while. Remember, I would sit under the sky on a sunset evening and watch the falling leaves move. Today, I am genuinely debilitated. Today I need to slither to get up. Today I am not suitable for an ordinary day-by-day life. Today I live in torment, I have no green, no yellow What's more, everything is dark to see today. This illness makes me distrustful, It's startling to imagine that I've scored that sweepstakes for this sickness. I don't know what's in store for me I don't know what will show up for next Simply know, it has and will remain there for the remainder of my life It isn't easy to battle like this constantly No! Yet, I'm doing. When it's all said and done, tomorrow isn't the day Today is the day. Furthermore, I guarantee that consistently I will proceed with this way I will wear boots once more. I will take my mom to the specialist. I will screw with my two adorable children once more. Steel Disease discard me regularly; Yet, it won't ever keep me down! © 2022 HB RitaAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on March 30, 2019 Last Updated on February 7, 2022 AuthorHB RitaFlushing , NYAboutHB Rita, ancestors Bangladesh, live in NYC, achieved higher education at Touro College and University in New York. I am involved in New York City public school teaching for 14 years. I am also a well.. more..Writing
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