When you said that you were ill
I wanted so much to hide and weep
I felt alone suddenly
When you tried to explain it was nothing--
Nothing, to worry about
It didn't help
I don't care but I wish it was July once more
And we can redo the summer
I'll pray but I feel it's a lost cause
Because Cancer is the worst
this is a sad poem; yet very realistic in today's times. My wife just lost her cousin to lung cancer a few months ago. She was only 58.
Don't give up hope, LeeAnn! I know quite a few people who have survived cancer. God does hear prayers.
It is a heart touching poem, Lee Ann! I have full faith in the power of prayer! May God heal your dear one! My prayers are with you!
5 Stars Full for this heartwarming poem full of melancholy. TFS, dear LeeAnn
LeeAnn, I felt the same way when my cousin, Jane, disclosed with our family that she had an aggressive breat cancer. We prayed ardently to our dear Lord and now she is on remission. God is good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Because cancer is the worst.....true....