Oh Woe is Me

Oh woe is me,

I've got COPD,

That's it; all over; the end.

No more laughter or fun,

You too would be glum,

If you had what I have, old chum.

I'll just sit in my room,

Full of misery and gloom,

and wait for the curtain to fall .........

But hang on a mo,

I'm not ready to go,

There's lot of things still to achieve.

There's beauty to see,

The meals made for me,

The people I meet day to day.

The family and friends,

The films and the plays,

The music that lifts up your soul.

I can snooze in the sun,

Read a book 'til it's done,

The rat race is now left to others.

There's good days and bad,

And days when I'm mad,

And days I won't ever forget.

So don't worry about me,

With my COPD,

A new chapter of life is beginning.

I'll just cheer up and smile,

And be here for a while,

Though my progress might be a mite slower.

I'll just keep on breathing,

Forget all the wheezing,

And enjoy life 'cos ...

... that's what it's for.