Diabetes
I have diabetes.
Type 1 I should say.
My body had a virus,
And my pancreas was its prey.
There was a battle inside.
A battle I could not fight.
My pancreas fought hard,
But the virus held on tight.
The ending was sad.
Poor pancreas fell to defeat.
Now I have to watch,
Everything I eat.
Insulin by day,
Insulin by night.
My sugar eating days,
Are now out of sight.
Testing is my preparation,
For breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
If I get a good reading,
I know I am a winner.
Through my days,
I have seen the good and bad.
All I have to say is,
Try not to get mad.
There are many people,
Like me and like you.
We have all been there.
You will make it through.
