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