Think about it....

The following poem was written by a boy who suffered with Mitochondrial Disease, and even lost some siblings to it. His strength was truely amazing and it shows especially when you read his poetry.


If they would find a cure when
I'm a kid
I could ride a bike and sail on rollerblades, and
I could go on really long nature hikes

If they would find a cure when
I'm a teenager
I could earn my license and drive a car, and
I could dance every dance at my senior prom

If they would find a cure when
I was a young adult
I could travel around the world and teach peace, and
I could marry and have children of my own

I could... If they would
I could... If they would

If they would find a cure when
I'm grown old
I could visit exotic places and appreciate culture
And proudly share pictures of my grandchildren

If they would find a cure when
I'm alive
I could live each day without pain and machines, and
I could celebrate the biggest thank you of life ever

I could... If they would
I could... If they would

If they would find a cure when
I'm buried into heaven
I could still celebrate life with my brothers and sister there, and
I could still be happy knowing that
I, knowing that I, was a part of the effort