Posted by MFish

A beat,
a flutter,
caused a mutter
or a murmur,
as an old heart,
began its decline.
A shortness of breath
going up the stairs,
became a worry. Mine.
Congestive heart failure,
was the diagnosis
and medicines were prescribed.
Warfarin, to thin
the blood and avoid
the potential of a stroke.
My life changed, in the moment
as my health had declined,
but now I have found
there is no longer
a burden, as life
has returned to
a normal existence.
Well, sort of.