Here is the poem I promised to all my dear lady friends who have survived or know someone who has survived breast cancer. God Bless you all!
To A
Friend
To A
Survivor
I feel
the rain of cold sweat run down my back,
as I sit
in a gown of pure white
Knuckles
hurting with a fire burning pain,
as I sit
waiting in total fright
The
doctor’s lips move slowly,
as I try
to make out the answer
The only
word which invades my ears,
is the
dreaded word "Cancer"
The
images that must go through one's mind,
is a
question I have many times thought
Fighting
back the fear,
an answer
from the Holy Father I sought
All my
friends and family,
have
helped make me be a striver
And
because of their combined love,
I am now
a cancer survivor.
Nick Sym
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