The Cancer - Poem by Stephen Lindberg
I wrote this for my mother Lori who was recently re-diagnosed with Phyocromacytoma which is a form of Cancer.
I love you mom! ! ! ! ! Hang in there!
Today is the day that I make a choice,
To stomp my feet, and raise my voice.
To let her know what words couldn't say,
'I Love you so much, and hope your ok.'
The Doctor is back and I don't understand,
As I listen intently and hold on to your hand.
'I am sorry to say this, ' the Doctor begins,
'But the cancer is back, ' and my heart starts to cringe.
'HOW CAN THIS BE? ! ? ' I stand and exclaim,
'You said it was gone. Now DAMNIT EXPLAIN! ! '
I couldn't believe this was happening again,
This time I could lose her, this could be the end.
I left the room, and about four steps away,
I Fell to my knees and started to pray.
I didn't get up for what seemed like days,
I guess that's what happens when your soul truly prays.
So Now we must wait, How long i don't know
But please God, please don't let my Mother go!
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