Chris G. Vaillancourt

Silver Star - 3,046 Points (April 5,1959-june 2016 / Canada)

Today, I Will Not Be The Victim - Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

Here I am.
Wheels roll and stars call.
Just today. That is what is mine.
Mine.
Belongs to me.
No other body can
occupy
my
space.
The leaves have fallen
off the trees. The cold
has
arrived.
Cells of sickness
still grow. They
flourish as if
they
were
stars in the sky.
No matter.
This is still my day.
Sick or well.
Living or dying.
I
am
still
active.
I still survive.
Today, I will not
be
the
victim.

When the winter arrives,
and snow drops and covers
every place I can see,
I will be making plans
for
the Spring.
When Spring comes,
I shall be
anticipating Summer.

Carrying on.
Living each day.
This is my day.
This is my plan.

Here I am.
Here I will be.

Topic(s) of this poem: cancer, philosophical


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 2, 2015



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