Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

My Life in EIGHT Syllables

Myrna Migala 
A long time ago, in my youth
Never wanting to hear the truth
I might not have been so content
Birthdays came, and the birthdays went
Imagined days with pink champagne
Now a good day is without pain
The things I used to do with ease
Now I deal with that age disease
Funny, I don't really mind
Happy to be, and be resigned
Each day is now God's gift to me
Knowing soon He will set me free
He knows I made many mistakes
He taught — time to step on the brakes
Holy Faith, the greatest blessing
Helped to finish all that testing
A long time ago, in my youth
Never wanted to hear the truth

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4 thoughts on “My Life in EIGHT Syllables”

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