Liz McCabe

Note: Liz has Friedreich's Ataxia, a disease very much like MS but without periods of remission.

BLACKNESS

She resides in a dark and lonely abyss
waiting for the day a hand will reach
out to grasp her cold, solitary body.

In her dark and lonely world
thoughts wander from past horrors
to visions of future glories
as she searches for something unknown.

Silently as always
she lays in wait.
A light cautiously enters into her domain.

Crying with joy she envelops her body
in the binding light of warmth.
And crying out with pleasure
in the hands of comfort.

The day has finally arrived.

Thursday, July 11, 1996

Gleam

In the darkness of night
something shines in the moonlight.
It's chrome and leather outline
reminds me what it is and that it's mine.

For years upon years
I have looked at it with fear.
For what is to come
and can anything be done?

In God I don't believe,
because looks can decieve.
Yet I pray for the day,
that it will all go away.

August 1996

Hope

My life is not over,
but has only begun.
I believe in my heart,
the day will arrive,
when I will have won.

The fight is definatly not finished

September 1996

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