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Sleeping at night brings pleasurable dreams my way

Dreaming of sugar-filled treats most every single day

Tasting a doughnut filled with vanilla cream

Allowing my sweet tooth to sample a dream

Advising the doughnut to vanish and scamper away

Appearing next, freshly baked cookies wish to stay

Smelling the melted chocolate and cookie dough

Rolling over, my taste buds scream out to know

Dashing dreams of cookies, a delicious pie arrives

Looking at coconut cream is a mammoth surprise

Tossing in bed, my mouth anticipates the sweetest taste

Cruising into my dream, appears a cake—freshly baked

Licking my lips, velvety-rich chocolate cake will be my fate

Sampling the moisture-rich texture seems a perfect mate

Closing my fantasy suddenly, my mind stirs awake

Remembering to manage my sugars is no mistake

Envisioning so many tantalizing, indulging treats

Controlling sugar levels will be a bitter-filled feat

Using humor is one way that I have taken control of my Type 2 diabetic condition.  I have pretty much abstained from sugar-filled treats (some of my past favorites are described in the poem).  Presently, I am no longer considered pre-diabetic, but I continue to maintain a healthy lifestyle with proper eating, taking meds, and exercising.