Everyone tells me
That I should write about
Giving blood.
Again.
But what about
The rain?
Or
About painting?
How about
My yellow ray of light?
Or
Driving?
I'd like to write about
Crying and music.
Or
About how I felt
When I shook hands with someone new.
Or what about
How the month is almost gone?
Or
The star I'll one day become?
I can't write about
The play I plan to write.
Or
The dreams I have at night.
So maybe I'll take their advice.
And write about being queasy.
And getting better.
And saving a life.
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