DIABETES REGRETS AND GREEDIE
Too late he noticed them leaving,
In time he was visibly grieving…
These didn’t stay
They just went away,
He wished he’d not been self-deceiving!
Medicine took some too,
He’d almost rather stay blue…
Sharp up and downs
And extra pounds—
He did what he had to do.
Acceptance gets harder and harder
Giving up implications of ardor…
There isn’t much left,
He feels bereft,
But paying for solutions would be murder!