Sandra Osborne - Diabetic Daily

My sterling blue eyes are blurring again,
My newly carved toes are sparkling jabs of fire,
The sugar fog rolling in to obscure my last thought.
And I'm tired, so tired, I am always spent out.

Check my sugar; take a pill; it is all in God's will;
Check my sugar; take a pill; it is all in God's will,
Check my sugar; take a pill; it is all in God's will,
Check my sugar; take a pill; it is all in God's will...

Sandra Osborne

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