Poems for diabetics
(2015)
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray