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Renew the Mirror Image


By Brookshire McDonald


Another bad side effect

Has come along.

I’m really happy

I’m not writing a song.


A ruptured breast implant

Is the diagnosis now

So I’m looking for ways

To face it somehow.


The thoughts screaming at me

Are it’s time to go flat;

So that’s the journey

I’m looking at.


I’ve called my Urogyno doctor

Out of the blue;

Would he tack up my bladder

At the same time, too?


Well, before finishing this

I was told,

My leaky bladder is caused

‘Cause I am old;


So tacking it up

Would not do—

Another case of Depends

Is right for you.


I’m back to gathering info

For the implant that’s gone wrong;

However I still can’t see

Writing a song.


I’ll keep you posted

As to what the future does hold.

For now I need to breathe

And really be bold.


Things in my past

Have been much worse

Those were written

In a much prior verse.


I’m back to the mirror looking

To see the strong me.

Clinging to my SBC sisters

As you can see.


So thank you my sisters

For all your love;

I can feel the hugs from you

And from above!









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