To try
Is wonderful
With hope
In its best form
Even when our windows
Show another picture
Of the sky
We try not to look
At the gloomy cloud
We might melt away
But trying to smile
Is the silver lining
Trying to fight back
The terminal illness
Trying to look and feel
Beautiful in our ugliness
Trying to hide away
Behind the divine saviors
Doctors and nurses
In ‘Death’s’ ‘hide and seek’
Trying to get that coveted name
‘Medical marvels’
We await …??? !!!
