My Poem

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SPECIAL WELCOME to those of you who have come here from the "HB" web site! I'm proud to be the recipient of their "sappy site of the week" award and am very thankful for all the people they are sending my way. If you are just now learning about Multiple Chemical Sensitivity, please be assured that this is a REAL illness and that it's NOT a "woman's disease" - men get it, children get it - EVEN YOU CAN GET IT. After reading my "sappy" poem, I invite you to read the rest of my web site (especially the perfume info) - I challenge you to seek the "truth" about how toxic chemicals in everyday products are POISONING this world and the people in it - AND what you can do to prevent this from happening to you. Thank you.

I wrote this poem after suffering from "Chronic Fatigue Syndrome" for 5 years and being unable to participate in most of life's activities due to being virtually bedridden. It shares my sadness over the life I'd lost, plus my hope for getting well someday and having an even better life. That wellness is now becoming a reality for me since learning my illness was really being caused by chemical exposures and learning what I need to do in order to get better. This poem shares the grief - the rest of my web site shares the joy.

Remember Me -

My life has changed, but it's not over....

 

Remember Me -

The way I used to be;

When my life was full - and my spirit free.

Before my strength was taken away,

Before the time I slipped away

into my solitary world,

 

Where outside my window - Life goes on;

But, as for me, my life is gone

at least for the moment....

 

The friends I knew - the things I'd do

are but a shadow of memory now.

The singing and dancing

and working and laughing -

will they ever return?

Oh, when will they return?

 

Please remember me - don't forget

That I'm still here - I'm not gone yet,

though it may seem.

But I still can dream

of a brighter day when my Life returns.

How for that day my spirit yearns....

 

But, for now, I sit as the world goes by,

And for my old Life I sometimes cry.

So, while you go about your way

and laugh and play from day to day -

 

Remember Me....

- Jacki -
May 17, 1994