What did I do with yesterday when I had it?
Will tomorrow come and I can’t explain it?
With every tick tock of the clock
Time flies by, moment by moment
So, here I am. Not really feeling up to writing much today. Sitting up is a bit painful. So is lying down. So, I’m encouraging myself. I need to make another trip to the hospital. While summoning the strength to drive all the way, I urge you to enjoy this poem. Let it whisper hope to your heart and bless you, the same way it is blessing me now.