A Poem I wrote For Our Group

[Guest guest]

Janet,

Really enjoyed the poem. It just says it all really.

Thanks,

Sue (UK)

[Guest guest]

THE PACREATITIS GROUP

I was- all alone with this terrible disease,

I prayed and felt like God ignored my pleas.

I had no battle scars to prove I was in pain,

There wasn't anyone or anything to blame.

People didn't understand what I was going through,

They acted like they weren't sure the pain was true.

How could I make them understand the life I missed,

How I wanted this terrible pain to go away I wished.

I hoped there was someone out there that truly knew,

This disease and pain who knows what I go through.

Then one fine day I found a place on the Internet,

A group of people with the same disease, I met.

They helped and supported people who were in need,

People coming together to help and doing a good deed.

This site I found was called the pancreatitis group,

It was a place giving advice, comfort, and the truth.

They pick you up when you are down, out and really sad,

I love our very special group and all the members we have.

I felt honored to be part of this special group you see,

They saved my life since they understand this disease.

[Guest guest]

Well said Janet, even brought a tear to my eye. I am not going to

erase it from the reply as I feel it deserves to be seen again and

again. I write also, poetry and short stories. Maybe I will share

one of mine one day. I hope Karyn can add it to one of our links. I

think you have touched how each and every one of us feel. Thank you.

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> THE PACREATITIS GROUP

> I was- all alone with this terrible disease,

> I prayed and felt like God ignored my pleas.

>

> I had no battle scars to prove I was in pain,

> There wasn't anyone or anything to blame.

>

> People didn't understand what I was going through,

> They acted like they weren't sure the pain was true.

>

> How could I make them understand the life I missed,

> How I wanted this terrible pain to go away I wished.

>

> I hoped there was someone out there that truly knew,

> This disease and pain who knows what I go through.

>

> Then one fine day I found a place on the Internet,

> A group of people with the same disease, I met.

>

> They helped and supported people who were in need,

> People coming together to help and doing a good deed.

>

> This site I found was called the pancreatitis group,

> It was a place giving advice, comfort, and the truth.

>

> They pick you up when you are down, out and really sad,

> I love our very special group and all the members we have.

>

> I felt honored to be part of this special group you see,

> They saved my life since they understand this disease.

[Guest guest]

I agree with the others Janet, that was spoken from the heart and had

so much meaning to it. I am sure each person here can relate to it.

I am going to make a copy and give it to , maybe it will encourage

her to come over here and sit in on and join in on the groups

discussions.

Keep smiling,

Jean

[Guest guest]

Janet,

Thank you for the poem. The poem expressed how I have felt about this

group. You have a special talent for writing.

Crystal Galloway

[Guest guest]

Janet,

BRAVO, BRAVO!!!

Well written! That was very touching.

Angie in SC

" The happiest of people don't necessarily have the

best of everything; they just make the best of everything that comes along

their way. "

[Guest guest]

Wow, great poem Janet! You did a nice job working in the way that it

seems like others don't understand, realize or believe the pain.

Jerrel in Michigan

>

> THE PACREATITIS GROUP

> I was- all alone with this terrible disease,

> I prayed and felt like God ignored my pleas.

>

> I had no battle scars to prove I was in pain,

> There wasn't anyone or anything to blame.

>

> People didn't understand what I was going through,

> They acted like they weren't sure the pain was true.

>

> How could I make them understand the life I missed,

> How I wanted this terrible pain to go away I wished.

>

> I hoped there was someone out there that truly knew,

> This disease and pain who knows what I go through.

>

> Then one fine day I found a place on the Internet,

> A group of people with the same disease, I met.

>

> They helped and supported people who were in need,

> People coming together to help and doing a good deed.

>

> This site I found was called the pancreatitis group,

> It was a place giving advice, comfort, and the truth.

>

> They pick you up when you are down, out and really sad,

> I love our very special group and all the members we have.

>

> I felt honored to be part of this special group you see,

> They saved my life since they understand this disease.

[Guest guest]

Janet, I read this poem tonight for the first time and WOW, you are

great, you hit it straight on....I will be printing that out and

hanging on my wall...thanx for the great words...Jim

[Guest guest]

wOULD YOU MIND IF I COPIED THIS AND SEND IT TO MY SON? THIS GROUP IS

AMAZING. YOU ALL JUST JUMP IN AND HELP WITH WHATEVER YOU CAN AND THE

GENUINE CARING YOU HAVE FOR EACH OTHER IS WONDERFUL. I GET SO MUCH

JUST READING AND SEEING HOW YOU SUPPORT EACH OTHER AND IT HELPS ME

SUPPORT MY SON. THANKS SO MUCH.