David’s Choice Poem by Don Winslow

Six of us sat in a circle
Talking about David, with David.

Too much radiation, more and more chemo,
Which way to go, what to do next?

Ours to advise and support,
His the decision to make.

Continue chemo? Open Wound Clinic?
Any new treatments to try?

And then with a thunderclap of clarity,
Came a quiet whisper of wisdom!

It’s all right David,
It’s all right to let go!

David went home, Hospice came to him.
Family and friends, he in his favorite chair.

Go gently, dear David,
Go gently into that good, peaceful, healing, night.

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David was a member of my Cancer Support Group. His metastasized cancer was spreading further and further. This poem is a faithful recollection of our last Support meeting with David.
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