This poem is for me,
battling what only I can see.
yet again defying,
and refusing to surrender.
It’s probably not what you think,
not a psychological link.
and from them I’ve learned
I’ll always refuse to surrender.
No, this is about my arch nemesis,
This is about lungs failing,
and still I’m refusing to surrender.
We Tauruses are stubborn
unwilling to cease despite the odds.
Encourage, look away,
or get out of my way,
I refuse to surrender.
©January 2017, Christina Anne Hawthorne