It was cold down there
where my leg once hung
I never talked to my limbs
now I hold long conversations
with something that is forever gone
We made memories
palled around as friends
we were a team you and I
well we were
I guess good things all have to end
Think about “Us”
If you could do it all over
would you run off
at the first sign of trouble
leave me without cover
I always thought
you’d stand and fight
misconceptions run in my family
you were more concerned
about being right
*** For all those who have suffered amputation it is not an easy thing you face. That part of you will never get better and your diligence is required everyday to prevent infection. I met a man at the hospital and he was one his third bout of losing more of his foot. He had a great attitude about it I might add but his feet I could tell had become his friends.
penned in moon dust 