Living Is A Gift Poem by BlueStar Rising

Living Is A Gift



I'll fight the darkness and bring back the light
I will try so hard, with all my might
Cancer is a disease and it's eating away
It's making me weaker everyday

I'm so very sorry, there's no fight left in me
Remember me darling, the way i used to be
We had so many wonderful times together
The memories we share, will be yours forever

I never thought I'd end up here
I'm slipping away but I won't disappear
For living isn't about life or death
Living is being loved, even after my last breath

Monday, September 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: cancer
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I wrote this poem for my grandad who died of Cancer
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