Today Only

I've come to a time when I'm not feeling well

with an illness long or short, which one I can't tell

but for me 'tis a feeling of fatigue and dull pain

and thoughts of disease running round in my brain

I'll live with it, of course, what else can one do

except to accept in my being through and through

this bad news 'tis fated, yet I must soldier on

and revel in moments I still have till I'm gone