Authentically Nita

This Sunday's poem is one that I wrote, because I needed to turn in something for school. I'm not really feeling this one, but maybe someone else will. I'm also not promoting bad eating habits, even though it sounds like I am.... Joy Pie Written by Juanita Harris (c) 2011 Serve me up some Joy Pie Filled with smiles and glee Crust as golden as the sun And sweet as sweet can be. It'll be yummy to my tiny tummy As I'm gulping away the jeers. Tasty pastries are the best way To wash away the tears. So give me Blueberry Custard, Lemon Meringue Southern Pecan or Chocolate Cream, And some Apple Turnovers Busting at the seams! They melt in my mouth Mmmmm, yum yum yum! I promised myself That I'd eat only one, But here I am licking another plate clean Of cheery Cherry Pie Letting go of the sadness And telling my troubles,"good-by!" Life's problems Are sometimes hard to swallow So I'll smother the drama with sugar And ho...

On November thirteenth Two thousand six I took my child to see the doctor I thought she was just sick. Blood was taken for a test I never asked, "why?" Within in minutes I was told "Your child's glucose level is too high." "You must go to the main hospital Quickly, for tests Take these referrals with you And I wish you the best." I drove to the emergency room With the referrals on my lap Smiled at my daughter through the rear-view mirror She was bobbing her head & eating a snack. The radio was playing And I had no idea what lie ahead Endocrinologists, nutritionists And a one-week stay in the hospital bed. When handed a syringe I asked, "How long will this last?" The nurse replied sorrowfully, "This isn't something that will pass." Insulin injections and finger pricks Would become a part of everyday life. Hyperglycemia, Hypoglycemia Mood swings and strife. All this fell upon my little girl ...