The flower over my head
Yes there are days when things are normal
I can breathe freely again
Without an acidic taste in my mouth
Or congestion in my head
When I can dance freely again
And be a child with my child
Oh how happy it feels to be healthy
To be one with the universe
But then the messy mesh came back again
Tangling into my core
Making breathing difficult
But coughing normal
Taking every iota of energy from my being
But things are getting better
I hope the ugliness never comes back
May the goodness of the universe
Be the flower over my head
Guiding me out of anger into beauty
Where life is healthy again