I met a friend for lunch today
We had a good couple of hours
But I would have liked to allay
His fears but it was beyond my powers
He is suffering from cancer
He’s a little thinner and pale
I struggled to find an answer
When he asked if I thought him frail
Don’t get me wrong he’s still robust
Perhaps it’s more to do with me
It is so hard for me to thrust
My emotions for all to see
On the whole he looked very well
He’s having chemotherapy
But looking at him you can’t tell
And he seems to be quite happy
But I wonder if he’s that well
And I want to be a good friend
I must find the courage to quell
His fears of an untimely end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem