Sunday, May 24, 2009

Poem by Tony

I am amazed by her

The pain she endures 

The blood she sheds

The weakness she pushes through

The shakiness she handles with poise 

The attacks on her endless good mood 

Yet… she still whistles


The Doctor’s visits

The feelings of being different

The dangling tubes

The always watching what you eat

The highs, the lows

The feeling bad even more than you can explain

Yet… she still whistles


The finger pricks 

The infusion sites

Being woken up to eat 

Not being able to eat a snack

The smell of insulin

Needles, lots of needles

Yet… she still whistles


Day in and day out with no relief

A life that is different 

Not always being able to do what others do

Having to go when she just wants to stay

Gallons of blood, one drop at a time

Yet… she still whistles


The sweetest sound I think have ever heard,

She whistles all the time,

You never have to guess when she feels good

She whistles all the time

You crawl in bed and let her stay up late

You fall to sleep; not to silence because 

Yet… she still whistles


Tony Mask


2 comments:

The Beck Family said...

My heart breaks as I read this, yet I'm amazed by strength and courage and motivated to carry on when times are hard.

Nikki said...

Beautiful poem! Do you have a video clip of your TV debut? I would love to post that on my site. There are a lot of questions about therapy dogs in general in our community and the more information the better. Thanks. Glad to see everything is going well with Amanda and Time. Trenton, also, has been running less since we got Neville which is great- now we have him do other things like help with speech.