Words Cannot Console - Poem by Chris Boyles
Hot cup of tea in hand laughing together
two friends who share through all weather.
A phone call to the hospital about her dad
knew she was hoping all was good not bad.
Sitting there not knowing what I would say
if things for her dad hadnt gone the right way.
An operation that could maybe save his life
were the results going to bring them all strife.
Phone call over she had to rang her mother
said 'dad had one operation but not the other'
Phoned the rest of family tolet them know
feeling numb then no emotion did she show.
My heart beating for her as she then wept
close to her chest feelings for weeks she kept.
A hug was all I could offer as consolation
no words could I find to help the situation.
Tears too I wanted to shed but held them in
joking about words her dad said made us grin.
Sipping a brandy her hands were shaking
I knew deep inside her heart was breaking.
Cancer an ugly monster that rears its head
its a word that everyone in life would dread.
A monster that eats right into you're soul
stripping you of dignity never feeling whole.
Hubby arrived with more comfort to give
thankful I now felt with the life I have to live.
I left them alone and returned back home
sitting alone the tears now did start to roam.
It is so hard when an outcome is so obvious
and you cannot ignore and become oblivious.
No words can console a heart thats breaking
life is so cruel always from us it keeps taking.
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