Gabrielle Kruger

I look in the mirror and the person I see
Is someone who used to be me.
That person was strong and healthy, rarely ill,
And her energy was endless; she never sat still.

Then one day she disappeared behind my face,
And a stranger took her place.
I'm living in a body I no longer know,
And a pain from within me has begun to grow.

At night, when others sleep, I lie awake,
Feeling my body tremble and shake.
My limbs feel stiff and my muscles ache.
I feel like a rag doll about to break.

"What's wrong with me?" asks a voice from within.
"And whose body is this, under my skin?
Surely this isn't going to be the new me?"
Then a Higher Voice whispers, "Just accept it...it's meant to be."

I searched for answers...a diagnosis I needed.
A long 9 months later I found a doctor who heeded.
A condition was confirmed; I wasn't losing my mind.
Hypochondria it wasn't...Parkinson's was the find.

I have to keep going; this isn't the end.
Just a rough, rocky road with a very big bend.
I know God will help me; He never lets me down.
With His hand in mine, there's no need to frown.

For My Mommy (the cry of an unborn child)

Hello Mommy, this is me, your baby-
I'm just a tiny someone,
Floating in your tummy, feeling snug and warm.
When God made me, He gave me a soul
And sent a special angel to look after me
And an angel to look after you, too.

I'm growing a little bit every day,
And soon I'll get my own fingers and toes.
Once my ears have developed properly,
I'll be able to hear the sound of your voice.
Please Mommy, don't let them hurt me-
I'll do my very best to be good.
I just want a chance to live my life and be someone special in yours.

I'll make you breakfast on Mother's Day
And draw pictures, made especially for you.
I'll sing loudly in my first school concert
And try my hardest at everything I do.
There might be days when I'm a bit naughty
And make you scream and shout,
But I'll also give you plenty of hugs and kisses
To cheer you up when you're sad.

Oh Mommy please, just give me a chance...
We don't need to live in a big fancy house,
And I don't need a room filled with toys.
All I ask of you is your love and a chance to love you back.
I want to be able to call you "Mom," and hear you say I'm yours.

I long to feel the grass tickle my toes
And the warmth of the sun on my back.
I want to experience the excitement of my first day at school
And the joy of playing with my friends.
Don't listen to the voices saying it'll be easier when I'm gone.
God chose YOU to be my mommy,
And He chose me to teach you about LOVE!

So please mommy, don't let me down.
I know God and His angels will help.
Be strong for me... hold on to me...
You'll be grateful in eternity!