Monday, October 29, 2012

A Poem on ALS

I got the sweetest email the other day from a new friend named Hollie. Her husband Adam has ALS and they shared a poem that Adam wrote with me. I loved it and they gave me permission to share it here with you too!
Legs
By: Adam Caldwell
My legs don't listen to me any more
My hands forgot what my fingers are for.

My lungs can't seem to hold any air
None of this seems very fair.

My necks not up to the task at hand
My head feels like 50 pounds of sand.

My muscles are all shrunk and dwindled
I feel like I've been robbed and swindled.

My voice has almost joined the void
Good thing I have two thumbs and an android!

Love is something that will never strain
It eases the hurt and the anger and pain.

Spirit is one thing they can't take away
And I've got plenty some people would say.

I remember as bad as it gets you see
That there's always someone worse than me.

So ill finish my life just like I started
And cherish every moment until we're parted.

2 comments:

  1. Wow! What a powerful poem. We love your blog and your posts are quite moving, as they capture all that ALS embodies: both weakness and strength, both sadness and hope. We're sorry you are part of the ALS community; nobody should have to be. However, we are thankful to have you to raise ALS awareness through this blog!

    Your fellow ALS advocates, Winning the Fight.

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