I have a pill box
Separate compartments each
Labeled with the days
My pill box comes with
Individual boxes marked
AM and PM
To ensure I don't miss
My morning or evening dose
Yet sometimes I do
My cocktails sit there
Under their translucent lids
Just waiting for me
Each day and each night
I dutifully take them
And I heave a sigh
My pillbox carries
Much more than my medicine
There are feelings, too
Every morning
I swallow away last night
No time to sleep now
At evening time
Readying myself for bed
Kiss the day good bye
A constant reminder
That time is rushing ahead
Lies in my pill box
3 comments:
Oh, Sis, this was amazing.
"My Pillbox carries
much more than my medicine
there are feelings, too
Oh, I just get it. I do. I've never seen our convoluted relationship with our meds expressed so well. Not. Even. Close. I'm going to print this one.
Thank you. Thank you for getting It and for having such a beautiful and creative mind to express It.
I love you.
Oh, Sophie! Your love, friendship and kind words mean so much.
I am humbled by your praise.
Love this one. I don't take the pills, but you still expressed it so beautifully that I can relate to the feelings.
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