Counting the cracks in the ancient ceiling Feeling the moments Until I start my healing
Pain and sorrow the highest treason Reason for grieving Seed sewn out of season
Returning to health deepest passion Ashen faced friend With strength and compassion
My road and my journey ever so long Strong for my children The prognosis is wrong?
Onwards towards the summit I climb Time to dig deep I’ll carry on with my mime
Sat with patience hospital room Gloom dissipated Renewed I will bloom
Episodic lessons of my past Cast who I once was But I’m evolving fast
Little less time in the room waiting Equating to loss My future creating
Waiting in my room tick-tocking time I am leaving now I am back in my prime.