Fighting Cancer With My Poetry Poem by Mimie Durand

Poetry has been my life
Involved since I was a child,
Learning that I had Cancer
Put it aside for awhile.

Just one week ago things were fine
Eyes welled with tears,
When I felt a lump in my breast
Was filled with apprehension and fear.

Just lost my husband two years prior
Am I being punished? Is it my fate?
Waiting for the doctor’s result
The most difficult time is the wait.

The tumor was malignant
My worse fears came true,
It will have to be removed
Before it metastasized or grew.

Many weeks of radiation
And months of chemotherapy
Will I ever write again?
I felt weak and very weepie.

Being treated in the therapy room
Writing poetry was calming,
My arm filled with needles
In my head, words were brewing.

Time has passed now
Poetry has been my Savior,
Thankful that I possess the art-
It’s a gift I will savor.