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I remember talking of life and love

A poem of my memory of having a stroke.

By Maggie Published 5 months ago 1 min read

I remember talking of life and love

nothing special, nothing new

before the world tipped

no panic no life flashing before my eyes

nothing special nothing new

but I cant move my hand

if someone would just touch it

I'll remember how to move it

but I cant move my hand

nursery rhymes and planning holidays

the conversations not quite flowing

Something isn't right

Nursery rhymes and planning holidays

stopped short by cries from my Mum

a calming hug from my Dad

But I still can't move my hand

Stopped short by cries from my Mum

A flash of sky before bright lights

just a sharp scratch

the scenes chop and change around me

A flash of sky before bright lights

I still cant move my hand

There was no panic no life flash before my eyes

the world had plans for me

I still cant move my hand

Until I scratch my nose

a doctor tells me I had a stroke but

I remember talking of life and love

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About the Creator

Maggie

I am a 28 year old stroke survivor which inspired my first poem "Thief" This was published by Hallam Press I want to share more poems with like minded creatives. I am hoping to continue to write poetry to share with fellow creatives.

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