A Cure Poem
Di-a-beat-eez, my doc said with a drawl
I tried to be brave (but started to bawl)
To be joining those ranks, was not my intent
At that one little word- my whole world was rent.
From all of us folks (who have heard that word)
The following comes, in our quest to be cured.
C for commitment, our minds to inspire
U for uniting- joined hearts are on fire.
R for resources, we use towards the goal
E for the END- we all play a role.
I for the med we both love and hate (insulin)
T for the type- the genes hold our fate.
N for knowledge, ever growing in rate
O for the One Touch- checks early and late
W for when we can rewrite this slate!
(I can't sew...just to foreworn all unsuspecting clickers)