Fifty years have come and gone
A long and wonderous life
Pain and pleasure she had plenty of.
Do not cry over me when I am gone,
so she said with her last breath,
Cancer took her life, cut it short.
The hair lost and the weight gained
she dealt with well
Even the day when she when fell,
Leaving those she loves the most
saying goodbye and shedding tears
I will miss you all, I have no fears
Her pain and her sorrows are gone
last words are finally said
Spread my wings and sing my song
No more hurt no more tears
no more kemo no more doctors
No more needles and no more fears
April 5th was the day she left
the death rattle with every breath
Lord god has taken her to him
Fifty years has come and gone
Life was dear to her
No more tears to shed, I promise you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem