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Thyroid

Now they've diagnosed me under active,
it's easier to understand this mood;
everyday I swallow one small tablet
which sometimes puts me off my favourite food.
It seems this gene is honoured in my family,
a treasured heirloom, with a secret past
that echoes through the annals of our history;
a thread that sometimes frays, but binds the last
son and daughter to the first. I wonder
now and then, how much of my own life time:
the triumphs, travails, blessings, all the blunders
might have played out different with Thyroxine.
I realise now I'm further down the road,
it's only wrinkled skin that makes you old.