The OnsetA Poem by therisaIt is The simple things Which we take For granted. Like Holding a pen/pencil To write. Or Using utensils When eating A meal. Becomes A major task Now filled With painful challenges. As Your hand burns With arthritic pain And swelling. Restricting The quality of life Previously enjoyed With total abandonment. Replacing it With anger And frustration At the body's Betrayal. Knowing Things will Only get worse Never better. © 2013 therisaReviews
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