Re: TGIF - Waiting for a transplant poem

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OK, I think I will have to put that up on my brother's blog....Thanks for sharing.- in TexasBrother, , 31, UC & PSCOn 9/14/07,

darrylpowlison wrote:

This was one of the poems I wrote while awaiting a transplant some years ago.

Keep Hope in Sight

Yellow eyes, jaundiced skin,

What a lousy shape I'm in,

Swollen ankles, sloshy belly,

Squishy like they're filled with jelly,

Itch and scratch, til it's sore,

Then I itch and scratch some more,

Cramping legs, cramping feet,

Stretch them out and then repeat,

Sleepy days, up at night,

Thinking isn't quite so bright,

Am I tired or am I lazy?

This itching's going to drive me crazy!

Colors seem to fade to grays,

As I'm feeling more malaise,

But keep a future hope in sight,

When yellow eyes will turn to white,

Fluffy ankles will deflate,

Maybe I won't sleep so late,

Surely I won't feel so drained,

Certainly I'll feel less pained,

Thank you Lord, there's hope in sight,

When yellow eyes will turn to white,

By transplant or Your glory bright.

Darryl

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Great poem, it's a keeper,Thanks LeeThis was one of the poems I wrote while awaiting a transplant some years ago.Keep Hope in Sight 

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If you're looking for poetry, visit

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Joe Kralicek is a liver transplant recipient and he has published a

book of poems titled " The Courage of One " that he wrote following his

transplant. Joe looks, talks, and acts nothing like you might expect

from a poet.

Here's a sample of his poems.

The Courage of One

Called from this world by God's hand,

We mourn the loss of a loved one.

But a legacy was left behind

Sight to a blind man,

A new heartbeat for one whose broken heart can

beat no more,

Breath for one who had drawn near to his last,

A second chance to live a life forsaken.

A hero's welcome awaits their arrival,

For a courageous act was their last.

Giving their last breath,

The last beat of their heart,

The very sight from their eyes,

To those who needed it most.

A living legacy to fallen heroes,

Who gave all they had to give,

As God called them home,

To a hero's welcome.