Life in Seventeen Syllables

Friday, December 7, 2007

So many lives lost
USS Arizona
Rests in Pearl Harbor

My ears are ringing
I hear high-pitched, siren screams
But no one else does

I never knew you.
Grandfather, you died so young.
I wish we had met.

On the road all day
Watching cities speed by me
Anonymous towns

"You need surgery,"
The doctor said calmly with
Concern in his eyes.

My friends pray for me.
When I am the most afraid,
We petition God.

An inconvenience:
My illness gets in the way
Of my best laid plans