When I’m faced with a dream come true will I fumble?
In waiting for that second shoe, will I tumble?
Do I apologize when I bleed in public?
Do I warn them all off because my blood is sick?
When my body says no, will I fight to get up?
Will I hide all my screams in a specimen cup?
With all of these questions, how can my dreams come close?
How do I squeeze a date between first & last dose?
Is it any wonder the second shoe haunts me?
“Maybe I’ll get lucky”, my perennial plea.
L.B.Stowe 