Poems from cancer patients, poems related to cancer

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Today is a Gift	Have You Ever Wondered Why?
Friends	Cancers Pain
Cancer's so Limited	What Cancer Cannot Do
So What	A Slow Dance
My Dear Love	Have You Ever Wondered Why
My Love Has Cancer	Don't Smoke
A Smokers Warning	Bob
Cherish Every Moment	Ode to the White Cell
The Curse	No one really knows
Uncle Joey	A beautiful man
Help	Love
Daddy's girl	Hope
Life	C
Cancer slayer	A new beginning
Life goes on	Another chance
Today is Today	Tomorrow
Why You?	For Nathan
Weeping	Just because
Playing cards	Dreams
The trail of healing	Irrek
Sun rise	Love greatly missed
Buddies forever	He is taking someone!
God exists	Secret cancer
Feeling inadequate	My grandmother
The road that will never end	From dark to light
My grandma	For death
Why did he do this	A daughter's love
My sister my friend	Dreaming of dreams in a hospital bed
The race for life	Stillness of the dawn
I am here for you	Another Chance
Cancer	If God calls me
Time goes by so fast	Cancer is just a word
Look to the master	Why?
We will be together!	Nana who
Lymphoma	Little man
War	Cry
Death to come	Why me?
Around the corner	Underneath her skin
My internal pain	His voice
My mother	Memories
How can this be?	The day I found out
People and life	I have a thing called cancer
Don't pity me	Friday visit
Waterfall	I wonder why
A minute of silence	Cancer is evil
Cancer is a poison	A story of one boy's life
Young boy	Waiting
My sorrow	You don't know what you've got 'till it's gone
When I first heard the news	I don't know why I can't see why
Lost love	My granddad
Teacher	Meant to happen
Who am I	Gods promise
Doesn't Rhyme	Sickness and sadness
Never be forgotten	CANCER
If Only I could, I would!	The Cancer Devil
Cancer_ -_I_feel_sorry	Cancer - When I was lying in my bed
Cherised memories	Survivor
When_he's_gone	Love_in_3_initials_-_KMD
Recollections of a Hero	The_Day_I_can_remember
Why	Tears
A girl named Alex	I_have_love
MY BROTHER	live_everyday
Its hard to explain	Humble_Cry_
Protocol_	CANT_STAND_THE_PAIN
My auntie	LMS_
Chaotic	My_dad_died
My aunt has cancer	When_you_look_at_me
I_am_not_that_kid	The_surgery
He_said_that_he_would_come_back	In_support.
Daddy_is_real_sick_	As_the_winds_of_time_blow
Cancer_hurts	My_Grandma
He_started_this_poem	The_day_our_candle_blew_out_
WHEN_U_LOSE_SOME_ONE	My_brother_my_hero
To_Gracia	A_miracle:	G etting on with your kids
Dear_Tammy,my_love	Cancer_is_hateful!_
Mom	ITS_NOT_THE_END
My hero	My_mom_has_Cancer
What she was	Leukaemia

	PART TWO

TODAY IS A GIFT (Laszlo Kotro-Kosztandi) :

Many people will walk in and out of your life,
But only true friends will leave footprints in your heart
To handle yourself, use your head;
To handle others, use your heart.
Anger is only one letter short of danger.
If someone betrays you twice, it is your fault
Great minds discuss events;
Small minds discuss people.
He who loses money, loses much;
He who loses a friend, loses much more;
He who loses faith, loses all.
Beautiful old people are works of art.
Learn from the mistakes of others
You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.
Friends, you and me ... You brought another friend ... and we started our
group ... our circle of friends ... and like a circle ... there is no
beginning or end ... Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift.

"No one really knows What kind of bond we share
And even if I told them They probably wouldn't care
You are very dear to me I hope you know it's true
And now that you are sick Tell me what that I should do?
While you've been gone A part of me has been lost
It's like I've taken our friendship for granted And now I'm paying the cost
I never knew how much you meant to me Until you went away
The thought of you being really sick Haunted me every day
I spent a few days at school alone And my weekend was such a bore
A lot of my time was spent in my room I think my mom's ready to break down the door
And now I make this vow to you To keep until the end
I'll help you through the pain and tears Until our rivers bend
So if you ever need someone You know just who to call
I'll be here by the phone To catch you if you fall.

You never thought it could happen to you or a loved one
But when it does everything changes
Winter comes faster
And summer fades away
Oh, I hate cancer's pain.

CANCERS SO LIMITED (Version submitted by Kristen Homandberg,
Pipestone Minnesota.)

It can't cripple love
It can't shatter hope
It can't corrode faith
It can't eat away peace
It can't destroy confidence
It can't kill friendship
It can't shut out memories
It can't silence courage
It can't invade the soul
It can't reduce eternal life
It can't quench the Spirits
It can't lessen the power of the resurrection.

It cannot cripple love
It cannot shatter hope
It cannot corrode faith
It cannot destroy peace
It cannot kill friendship
It cannot suppress memories
It cannot silence courage
It cannot invade the soul
It cannot steal eternal life
It cannot conquer the spirit

I'll pray for you as I hope you pray for me
In this life don't feel so empty.
Come outside and play even if you feel those days are over
Feel your face, hands, arms , lips because they are you
Having cancer only makes you realize that life can sometime make you feel blue.
So what!

How could this be,
that you're not here with me,
you left me all alone,
to fend on my own,
I gave you my heart,
and you ripped it apart,
You said that you loved me,
But now i see,
We were not meant to be,
I will always love you,
Forever more,
Till the day we meet again at the shore.......

My love has cancer,
she is very ill.
And It something I will never understand.
She is a good girl, with a good heart,
this cancer is tearing her apart.
And there's nothing I can truly say or do.
My heart aches to see my love in such displace,
Yet she manages to put a smile on her face.
She is stronger than I could ever be,
I love her more than she know's.
I will fight the fight, by her side.
She will get well, but things will not be the same,
I will love her till this is through.
So who should I blame?
Who should I hate?
I swear we were on our first date

SLOW DANCE (Anonymous author - Possibly
written by a six year old girl with terminal cancer in a New York Hospital)

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask "How are you?"
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say "Hi"?
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

Have you ever wondered why it was her and not me
The girl who was nice, was good, was sweet
The one who would honour, forgive and forget
Why her and not me, she is such a delight
Her suffering and pain, her fear and her doubts
Why her and not me, she doesn't deserve pain
Her beauty and grace, her compassion and joy
why her and not me, life is so.................why?"

How are you, my name is Guy
I'm sorry to say that I'm going to die.
We're not sure how, when or where.
If you read this I hope you care
Not for me but for you.
You see I smoked - perhaps you do too
Now I'm in pain and I'm dying
All I'll leave is my daughter crying.

Yo Yo,
Don't smoke, don't be a dope,
listen up to my hip hop song,
and you and me will get along
there ain't no easy way to say,
so I'll just say it anyway,
the big C, I have got. shit happens yep sir ray

I'm Bob Bob Bob
I'm Bob fed up with God
I'm fed up with God
I'm Bob dead up with God
I'm dead up with God
Bob Bob Bob

Tomorrow will come
It could be your last
Make the most of today
Life passes too fast.

ODE TO THE WHITE BLOOD CELL - by Daisy and Jessica Mash recovering from
a stem cell transplant ( kind permission of Mrs Rene Marston, from Contact Magazine)

Welcome, greetings little cell!
What a wondrous sight you be.
But please go forth and multiply
For more we need to see.

You have a busy time ahead,
To fight the nasty stuff.
So just you go and find some mates
'Cos one ain't quite enough!

Don your armour, raise your sword,
And into battle ride.
Show not faint heart nor weak intent
'Cos we're all on your side!

And then, victorious may you rise
In a host who's fit and strong.
Then send him out into the world,
He's been abed for far too long!

He just wants healthy bits and bobs,
His arms, his legs, his hooter.
So he can get right outa here.
And ride upon his scooter!!!

All at once my world came crashing down,
And no one can understand... Why I often wear a frown!
Diagnosed with ""cancer"" were the hardest words recieved,
Who actually would of thought?
Who actually believes? Believes in my recovery... believes I'll make it through
I'm often left in wonder, is this nightmare really true?
You can bet that no matter how bad it is... Someone always has it worse!!
Although this thing called ""cancer" Is nothing but a CURSE."

"No one really knows
What kind of bond we share
And even if I told them
They probably wouldn't care
You are very dear to me
I hope you know it's true
And now that you are sick
Tell me what that I should do?
While you've been gone
A part of me has been lost
It's like I've taken our friendship for granted
And now I'm paying the cost
I never knew how much you meant to me until you went away
The thought of you being really sick
Haunted me every day
I spent a few days at school alone and my weekend was such a bore
A lot of my time was spent in my room
I think my mom's ready to break down the door
And now I make this vow to you to keep until the end
I'll help you through the pain and tears
Until our rivers bend
So if you ever need someone
You know just who to call
I'll be here by the phone
To catch you if you fall "

UNCLE JOEY by dana Schlemmer (Dedicate to her Uncle Joey, who was unfortunate to be diagnosed with this disease and passed away from it)

My uncle Joey, and incredible man
way back in his wonderful mind
a condition kicks in
of an unimaginable kind

Cancer is its name
pain is what it causes
it acts as an unthinkable game
for it never pauses

We didn't see it coming
we had no time to prepare
the cancer took his life
as if it didn't give a care

As i watch this terrible disease
take a one i love
i can't help but ask for strength
from the one up above

For my unlce Joey, each breath is weaker
than the last
i pray to get help
i pray to cure the past

To god, I ask to cure the pain I feel
I asked him for the help
I asked him to heal

I can see it in his eyes
I can see it on his face
he's had a happy life
he's ready to finish the race

He's been through so much
its time for him to go home
to leave behind sorrow and hate
and see where happiness and laughter could roam

If I ever need to talk to him
i'll just look up at the stars
he'll be there to listen
he'll be right next to mars

This day I wish I could forget
I wish to leave it all behind
I wish to have a life recorder
so I could just push rewind

So, god we need you now
please take him by the hand
take him up to where he belongs
help him to understand

Now, the memories will always linger
they'll never go away
you'll have them to love and remember
to start a brand new day

The hurt we are all feeling now
won't go away overnight
but someway, somehow
everything will turn out all right

He's now seated at the right hand
where one day well meet again
well use our friends and family
to bring life to a mend.

"Such a beautiful man, so full of life,
A strong man and wise, a man to lean upon and trust,
Holding me against him so warm and sweet, I was his wife.

Kissing me tenderly, he gathered my soul, holding it tight,
I felt so safe, so desired, so loved,
The world was my play yard, with no trouble or strife.

Then came the wild wind, the storm of disease,
Taking him from me, breath by breath,
My heart shattered, his strength waned, but he fought a good fight.

Now he is gone, I see him here no more,
Only in dreams and the whisper of my mind can he live,
The malignant demon, the destroyer of life, took my darling from me.

"Have you ever wondered how its like to have cancer
Well I don't but other do
so pitch in and help"

"I love you, u love me,
were a happy family,
with a great big hug and a kiss from you to me
wont u say u love me too!"

I'm daddy's girl this I know
When we see each other our faces glow
Daddy is sick now with cancer we know
I feel his fear as the cancer grows
I'm not ready for my daddy to go
but mom is waiting in heaven as we know
The time is coming that we will have to part
There will be tears and pain but he will live forever in my heart"

It punctuates out laughter
It Sparkles in our tears
It simmers under sorrows
and Dissipates our fears

Do you know hope is?
Its reaching past today
Its dreaming of tomorrow
Its trying a new way

"Life" by Jodie Cooke auxillary nurse, Ward 3 Wolverhampton Hospital, New Cross (God-bless I wish you well xxx)

There may be days,
That never seem to end,
And you feel like you,
Don't have a friend,

But keep on walking
Down that road,
Your friends will follow
And bear your load,

"CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCANCER IS EVIL"

Passages to strength
Come in many forms and lengths,
Survival of the fittest,
The biggest
Lessons learned
Appear only when earned,
When fate turns
Its back on you,
Misconstrued,
Subdued
With questions of how and why,
Will I die?
How many tears am I able to cry?
The inquiries never seem to subside,
Outside,
I am a warrior-Braveheart if you will,
Yet within the walls of my ivory skin lies a disease that will kill
At will
With no prejudice or bias,
Ready to guide us
To our Maker of life

Where there lies no strife,
Maybe finally a day of peace
The heartaches will cease,
But my soul tells me to get up and fight
It is not my time to go towards the light,
The flight
That is destined for me
Is to be
The leader of every community
To help them see
It is not about you or I – it is about we,
I will not be added to the list of the deceased

Time of death 12:43,
Any demon can be defeated
As long as in the Lord’s hands you are seated,

I AM HERE
And yet you have been gone for slightly over 2 years,
And it’s amazing how my smiles take the place of those tears,
I now hope…instead of fear
And I pray that my message to all is crystal clear,
I stared Cancer right in the face
Not with anger but with womanly grace
And told it to get the hell out of this place!!!!!

So I called you once more
Asking for another chance.
You embraced me,
Whispered my name, and
We resolved to hang in there.

No matter what we did,
It seemed we couldn’t fight back
That son of a bitch so-called cancer.

No matter how hard we tried,
It seemed we wouldn’t been able
To leave behind the ghosts of our past.

No matter what you did,
Instead of taking it easy,
I made things tough for both of us.

I tried to deny it, but
You were here for real.
I closed my eyes, just to discover
You were in front of me when I opened them.
You are real. You are here to stay.
I hate do admit it, I’m not going anywhere.

A new beginning…
We should give each other.
A new beginning…
A new chance to share life
With our eyes wide opened.
A new beginning…
It’s time to start thinking about tomorrow.

So I called you once more asking for another chance.
You embraced me,
Whispered my name, and we resolved to hang in there.

No matter what we did,
It seemed we couldn’t fight back that son of a bitch so-called cancer.

No matter how hard we tried,
It seemed we wouldn’t been able to leave behind the ghosts of our past.

No matter what you did,
Instead of taking it easy,
I made things tough for both of us.

I tried to deny it, but you were here for real.
I closed my eyes, just to discover you were in front of me when I opened them.
You are real. You are here to stay.
I hate do admit it, I’m not going anywhere.

A new beginning…
We should give each other.
A new beginning…
A new chance to share life with our eyes wide opened.
A new beginning…
It’s time to start thinking about tomorrow.

http://members.fortunecity.com/newyorknewyorkapoeticjourney/
New York, New York. A poetic Journey.
(soon available from www.1stbooks.com and www.amazon.com)
ISBN 1-4107-5232-1
By Maria Lapachet, 2003.

Today is today,
Tomorrow is tomorrow,
Yesterday was the past,
Filled with sorrow,
For it was a tragic day in mid December,
It seemed like yesterday I can clearly remember,
She seemed so healthy and grand,
Next thing I know I'm in the hospital holding her hand,
For the cancer had got her and she has fell,
As you see she was doing so well,
She fought the good fight,
But the cancer took all of her might,
So remember this,
Time goes way to fast,
So make the moments last.

Tomorrow will come and it could be your last,
Don't waste time trying to fix the past,
Just enjoy each day as if it were your last,
For that day will come and you life will be the past!

How many people fall ill with cancer?
R.I.P dad,
Ask the doctor what's the answer,
To this awful disease,
Well there's a heaven we all go to,
Future R.I.P to all the people with the cells living in ya

As I walk through the blessed hall,
See Mama cry don't I wana fall,
Ring ring ring,
Quiet y'all I'm in heavens' ball,
This is my dad I've known all my life,
He's getting weak,
Don't I wana cry,
Let God life him off his feet.....
Now all I've got left is happy memories,
Don't wana cry,
But I've turned to Hennesse,
Tried to make the memories last before I past

Yea to all you people who's going through hell,
Trying to kill every cell,
With chemotherapy,
Never going back to the penitentiary,
Trying to kill that disease,
Oh shit, what's wrong with me?
Why can't I sleep?
I can't grieve,
Not anymore,
He went and knocked on heavens door,
And when it came to saying goodbye,
At the cemetery,
My eyes watered,
Never going back to the penitentiary

Don't want to smile,
Not at this moment of time,
Gimme a paper and pen,
To let me write about my life I win,
All the matches in my life that I have played at this time,
When I'm in heaven with my peeps I want to wine and dine,
Drink some Hennesse so I will get in,
Tell of the jerks from way before.... when we ride,
Keep it high and keep it low,
Till I am free from this busy world,
I will have a ball,
Meet me with every girl that I used to know from high school,
They were a good of a friend but know I've grown up,
So when we ride just let me ride....... let me ride through this journey of life.........

I lost my aunt a year ago to cancer,
You never think it could happen to you,
I cried for her more than anyone I have before,
She was so weak, fragile, and young,
But cancer doesn't care who its victim is,
Live each day like it is your last,
That's what Mary Jo did,
All we have left is her past,
Now she is gone,
Deep in her grave,
Remembered forever,
Because she was so brave,
She fought each day just to live another,
And didn't die until her daughter was able to see her,
I hugged her my last a month before,
I broke down in tears for I didn't know she was in the shape she was,
She was at peace with God,
That's all that matters,
I hope to see her again if I am that worthy,
I can't see the screen no longer,
For my tears are clouding my vision,
But let me just say this.....
Mary Jo, I love you, but I have to move on,
For if I don't, I'll never stop grieving,
I'll love you forever, and you know that is true,
God please take care, of my dear Mary Jo.

When I heard what was wrong,
I couldn't believe life could be so cruel to one person,
But life is sometimes unkind,
And when you least expect it you find that things go wrong,
But you must be strong,
As we all must for you 'cos we love you so much too.
We all miss you so much,
And wish that you were here,
Because you bring to our life so much cheer.
Your cheeky smile and your laugh make life better.
This thing is hard for us to bare because of how much we care,
We must take one day at a time and pray that this will go away. (leukaemia).

Weeping

(I just recently found out that my mom might have cancer and it scared me to death. On the night that I found out my mom was crying to herself in her room. I asked her what was wrong...and you find out in the poem. Enjoy. Thank you so much)

I wake to hear your weeping cries,
When you told me what was wrong I wished it were lies,
You said the doctors had found a lump,
When I head this my heart went thump.
I buried my face back in the pillow,
Remembering all the good times we had,
Brought me to this state of feeling sad,
From shopping to garage sale hopping,
Our good times will never die,
Nothing about our relationship is a lie.
A tear drops slowly down my face,
I suddenly feel displaced,
The tear reaches my chin,
I think this is a battle I will not win,
Now my pillow is soaking wet,
You'll pull through
This is what I bet

I am known by many people
But I have no friends.
Ill bring you pain and suffering
Your happiness I'll end.
My cold embrace, my chilling breath,
My silent deadly kiss
I'll pick you up, then throw you down
Into my dark abyss
I'm silent, I'm invisible.
I'm a killer you can't see.
I'll touch you when you least expect,
And I'll never set you free.
I don't hate, I don't discriminate.
I don't choose who plays my game.
Fat or black. Young or old.
To me you are all the same.
There is no reason for what I do,
There is no reason why.
I chose you just because...
Its time for you to die.

Nick. London. Christine, The love of my life. Don't leave me yet.

Playing Cards

All the choices made
When my life fell apart
Laying in hospital beds
To hear the beating of your heart.

How could I have left
This mirror won't forget
See the boy who gets
a life of regrets.

The things I didn't say
How you were my superman
Watching you fade away
Saw as much as I could stand.

How could I have left
This mirror won't forget
See the boy who gets
A life of regrets.

By Eric Perini Boston, MA

I look to the sky and what do I see?
A castle, a rainbow, and dreams for me,
An end to this battle that I must fight,
To rid my feelings of depression and fright,
An end to cancer is not far away,
It will be here someday... someday.

Left prints on the sand grains
Wind has erased once used to be a trail
Illness strays our life imprints
“Lord”- we are on weakness stand - enlighten us with hints
Inspire our soul towards the trail of healing
There comes a finding
We urge to be awaken from the frightening trance
Truth is- the spinning fate changes our journey in a glance
It's beyond the terrain chase searching for trace
The will glints from within
Faith, support-the need to believe-in
The fight shall never end

By Nasra Al Adawi. I hope my poetry will able to help in research

Irrek

Chemo and radiation has taken his hair,
But for him, the burden he will not bear.
His aches and pains are too great,
But his kindness shows, no room for hate.
Running, jumping, playing all day long
His worries and fears are all gone.
He wears a brave face for all to see,
He is my hero, like him, I wish to be.
Metals of honour, he does not wear,
He is a child and has no cares.
This child I speak of is precious and dear,
Without him around, I could not bear.
Irrek Mikel is his name,
There are no others just the same.
To him, I give all my love,
He is a special gift from up above.
His light shines brightly through his eyes,
Things are much better,
No need to cry.
With this in mind, I will end
Because my precious child, I must tend.

In loving memory of Irrek Mikel Graves age 6 Brain Cancer 6-24-96 to 2-26-03
By Kerri Graves irrekangel@aol.com

If tomorrow starts without me
and I'm not there to see
If the sun should rise
And find your eyes all filled with tears for me
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today
Well thinking of the many things we didn't get to say
I know how much you love me
As much as I love you
And each time you think of me
I know you miss me too....

By Nicole Latter

So many people,
here today,
hearts are broken,
words not spoken,
love greatly missed.

Many eyes filled with tears,
many hearts filled with fear,
many memories left behind,
in the soul and in the mind,
love greatly missed.

So many things I wish I would have said,
this is exactly what I dread,
my aunt is gone,
my love so withdrawn,
love greatly missed.

As I sit here waiting
I don't know what to do
I'm waiting for the answer for something
I already knew.

As I walked into the conference room
I know what they would say
Your Mom has cancer and a few months to stay.

As I sit here with a lump in my throat
I want you by my side
Because I know you will never leave me far behind.

As I sit here and wait
For this surgery to be over
I have to sit and think some things over.

God is taking a wonderful mother
Someone I truly love
He is taking you to a place that's somewhere up above.

He's taking a woman I admire
Someone who should be praised
Because every time she walks into a room
She blesses with her grace.

He's taking my role model
The person I look up to
She seems to always know what it is I should do

He's taking someone who is beautiful
The person I love the most in the world
The person I will love forever and some more

He is taking you
The one I love the most because
You are the most beautiful, kindest, honest and
smartest person I know and I you you so!

In memory of Jeanie Williams

~*~God Exists~*~

There are sometimes
When I stop & wonder
Could there be a God up there-
Or even that hell down under?

I mean- if there is
I wonder- gee wiz!
How could that be happening
To someone so wonderful?

She didn't do anything wrong
But still we sing that painful song
As they gently lift her casket
And slowly proceed to her grave.

Secret Cancer

I know I have cancer
I have known for a long time.
Never gone to the doctor for it
Though my aunts, uncles, and grandparent have died from it.
Its scary to know you have this,
But why I chose not to tell , not to ask for help.
I don't know.
Maybe because I didn't want my children suffering while I suffer.
Cancer is a scary thing,
Especially when you keep it a secret.

By Kay 909 West Water Street Weatherford Tx 76086

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Feeling Inadequate

Restless oh so restless, in the middle of the night,
I reach over for my diary once again, in which I write
My feelings, hopes frustrations, my ups and downs, my fears
That perhaps I am not coping, understanding's not quite clear.
Of what is needed from me, to help him through this time
Of horrible uncertainty, we've mountains yet to climb.
I've kept results and records, of treatments, tests, no less
And keeping up this journal, I find helps relieve the stress.
So now another entry's duly written down to keep
I'll replace my three year diary, and settle down to sleep.

By Wendy, Bedford.

My Grandmother

My grandmother has cancer and I fear
she very soon wont be here
I am 13 and worry everyday
I think that maybe she will be ok.
I really hope she will survive
Why can't this disease just die
Leave my grandmother alone and just walk away
why cant all my family live and be ok??

~The Road that will Never End~

My grandmother has cancer she cannot die,
because her spirit is strong she will survive.
This disease is a curse, but it can get a lot worse.
It will never take my grandmother away from us,
because cancer can't get on the bus.
That will take her and all her friends,
on The Road that will Never End.

By Shannon Reid. Dedicated to her grandmother who suffers from cancer.

From Dark to Light

Today is a very special day
Not just for me but for all of my friends and family
It has been 5 years of success
Unfortunately, not all of it was filled with happiness.

There were days of darkness
And others filled with anger
Wondering why I was chosen
To be in this much danger.

I have cried and yelled and screamed
Wondering why God was doing this to me
What did I do, was I bad?
I was not sure and became very sad.

I was scared and felt helpless
Not many people my age had been through this
As I wondered how I was going to get by
I was blessed with angels who were always by my side.

As the days and months went on
I started getting strong
And as I learned to cope
I discovered the meaning of hope.

I am in a much better place today
Than I was 5 years ago
And I have my friends and family to thank for that
You are all my angels…and I just wanted you to know.

I don't get cancer at all
It made my grandma ball
She died on Valentines Day
I'm very sad what more can I say
It was Christmas just a few days ago
It's not the same at all
Her...I can't even call
I just hope that she's in heaven watching down upon me
BC her I can't see
I'm just sorrowed and full of pain
I hope I can make it through the rain
I can't believe it happened she was still full of life
The cancer put her through so much strife
So now she's gone and I don't know what to do
BC grandma I'm really missing u
I wish I could see u just one more time or u could get another chance on earth
Me & you could talk and sit on the fire place hearth
I just can't believe u got rid of it and was diagnosed again
BC grandma u were my best friend
You always listened to me when I was down
You told people have it worse than me and not to frown
You told me when I'm sad think about others who have it worse..
Then I finally realized what u were talking about
You didn't even have to shout
You were talking about yourself
You were not in good health
You wanted me to see
That you were worse off than me
So grandma I'm so sorry for thinking I had it once so bad
You had it worse and I'm so sorry

When someone dies, I feel alone
Stuck in this hole, all by myself.
I wanna die, it hurts so bad,
Inside to feel, the pain I have.
Punch a hole right though that wall.
Break my hand.
I hate this!
Why do people have to die?
Leave their loved one's, in pain to cry.
Why do I hurt so bad!
I can't take it any longer...come back to me.

Why did he do this

Why did he do this
Why did he care
He gave her cancer that's putting her through pain and despair
Did you give it to her because she asked for it?
Or do you just like to put people through pain?
People always say to count on you, but I can't anymore if you only knew
GOD of all the times I ask you for something now that I think about it those wants were worth nothing
But I ask you now more than ever before take the cancer away from her
Her body is dying her thoughts are fading give her some hope give me some hope and help us get through this.
I am confiding in you this one last time so please help her GOD please help her.

By the creations of Kyle

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She sits alone and quietly weeps,
for the father that has gone to his eternal sleep.
Nobody understands her despair,
for the sleep that she lost and the hours she cared.
Alone and tired she battled on,
children to look after,
she wasn't the only one.
Yet now it's all over into her shell she did creep,
Memories to treasure and happy times to keep.

Anonymous

You Are My Sister
You Are My Friend
We Share The Same Mother
We Share The Same Dad
We Share The Same Brother
What good Times We've Had

We Were Young And Carefree
And Now We Are Grown
What Happened To Us
Was The Unknown

We Are Now In Our Forties
And sharing Again
We Now Share Our Cancers
I'm Glad Your My Friend

We Will Now Share Our Faith
And Our Strength Will Help Too
I'll Be Your Angel If You'll Be Mine Too

Connie Jean Valdez. Copyright ©2003 Connie Jean Valdez

Try to picture lying there,
helpless deep in pain
Try to picture dying there
Chasing all your fears in vain

Try to picture dreaming deep
Dreaming in a hospital bed
Try to picture not waking from sleep
While visions of life run through your head

Try to picture all the days
You'd walk with pain and such
Try to picture all the ways
How the pain could hurt this much

Try to picture being me
And striving for each day
Try to picture, just try to see
Not knowing if you'd die today.

The race for life

"FIGHTING for your LIFE when you HAVE CANCER it's HARD isn't it?
It's like your running a race so when your beginning chemo your at the starting line,
and when your getting radiation your half way through,
and when your all finished your chemo your at the finishing line.
Some people come out strong and some people don't even survive.
So if you get cancer stay strong, cause your a player.

Stillness of the Dawn

Stillness of the Dawn
I sat in the stillness of the dawn
I hear you voice calling me
while the beauty of your creations
surrounded me.
The gentle breeze was your hand,
Of mercy
encouraging me not to give up.
The water rocking the dock
said you'd carry me in hard times.
The brightness of the sunrise,
Was your smile
Letting me know, you love me so
From your eyes,
were tears of joy
They were just for me.
While searching each corner
of my soul,
You knew I needed you so.
I heard your voice
in the rustling of the leaves.
Whispering kind words,
as a father to his child.
I drank it all in,
As if dying of thirst;
And only one thing came from my lips,
"Almighty God, I love You So!"

© Carolyn Payton Pinson, 2001
Carolyn Payton Pinson, 166 Payton Road, Belton, South Carolina 29627

hi my name is Queenbee so I call myself...
today is the day it hurts more...
I just found out my dearest friend had *Cancer*
it extremely touched me in a way nothing else has done before in my life!!!!
I guess its true what my mom says all the day...
life is full of challenges and u need to overcome them by fighting your strength...
learning this is a new experience...
I have learned a valuable lesson today...
to cherish each day has it counts and cherish it like their is no tomorrow...
so to u my friend I am here for u in support ...
'cos I have a lot to life for today!!
If u need a helping hand I Queenbee is here for you,
just call on my name and I will be there !!!!

PS: I pray to god for each sick person out there and give them strength through the hard times, keep this in mind never give up or else you lose up and my led to something tragic!!!! I love each and everyone of you. Hope u feel better

By Habone aka Queenbee. sweetsugar173@hotmail.com.

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Cancer
My Mommy is dead
because she had cancer.
I miss her a lot.
but it can't bring her back.
All I wanted, was to know the phone number
to call her in heaven.
When I fall down how will she know?
Daddy says she smoked cigarettes, and now she's gone
that's it is her fault she died.
But if she knew why did she do it?
I miss my mommy and
I want her back.

By Alexandra (six years old), Michigan

I don’t want to leave you,
but if God calls me
I hope that you understand
that I can’t say no.
I will always be with you,
if you keep me in your heart
and in your thoughts,
I will never be gone.

I am fitting with all that I have to get better.
I hate this cancer,
I hate that is hurting you.
I promised you that I will be strong
and that I will fight,
but please understand
that if God calls me
I can't say no.

I don’t see much off you any more,
you are always busy and I am always alone.
Time goes by so fast, every day that we have is unique,
and there will be no other like it.
Time doesn’t wait for any one and time passes for every one.
Imagine, every morning that you wake up God’s Hands open up to offer you a brand new day just for you,
one like no other; it is up to you what you do with it.
And every day I think “I need to make memories with my loved ones”,
“I need to tell them how much I care”.
It is another day and I am alone again,
I know that we will regret it but now you need to be away, work is important;
so today my day is gone and I didn’t make loving memories with you.
One of these days I am afraid that I will be gone,
and you will regret the time we didn’t share,
so I will try to remind you from time to time that we need to spend some time.
It is not that I am needy,
or maybe yes I am,
is just that I don’t want to waist the time that kindly God has granted me.

By T. Ober, California

What if I die?
And don’t have time,
To say good bye,
Because I know nothing will stay fine

Cancer is just a word,
That changed my life,
And so did you,
It happened so fast by the count of 5,
And my whole life turned blue,

If I die I want you to know,
You’re the gift of my life,
You make it glow,
It happened so fast by the count of 5,

People come,
People go,
All they want is you to know,
You can hold on,
But sooner or later,
You know you will have to let go,
Because everything happened so fast by the count of 5,
And nothing will last,

Now its my turn to say,
If I die,
No tears, no cries,
I just want you to pray,

I want you to know,
I’ll always be waiting for you,
You just need to know,
The right place to go,

When you read this,
It might be too late,
But what is there to do,
This is fate,

If I die,
Memorizes will still remain,
It will never fade,
Everything is going to be the same,

You taught me to be strong,
So I expect the same from you,
You might think this is wrong,
But life is not fair,
And don’t forget it’s not too long,

Even though I die,
I’ll still be alive,
So no tears no cry,
Because everything happened so fast by the count of 5!

Look To The Master

I could never imagine what your going through but
Gods in control and he cares for you.
He sees your pain your tears as they fall look
to your father in heaven on him you must call.
I know that sometimes life things don't seem fair
but God wouldn't put on you more then you can bare.
So just keep the "Faith" what ever you do and know
in Gods timing there a healing for you.

By Rhonda J.Pearson

Why?

Why does cancer have to come and
take there life away from there Mum
when the rain fall it is like gods tears
then you think about the people and there fears.
Cancer can come only one way but it can even lead to having life just one day.

By Emma Garland and Rachael Prior

We will be together!

My grandma lost the battle
it was like falling off a big sattle

It was cancer, yes it was
I never said Good-Bye
because I'm not going to lie
I'll she her the day I die

We will be together
having a great new life
WE WILL BE TOGETHER!

By Irene-NJ

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Nana who had cancer
And asked will she make it
Who is there
Who had a playful personality
Whose jokes made me laugh
Is too sick to get out of bed
Who told me “I Love You”
Who told everybody “God Bless You” when they sneezed
Whose deep blue eyes are filled with tears
Can’t go swim
Sleeps in that hospital bed all night and day
Who used to laugh and make jokes
Is sick,
Has a body full of chemo and cancer
Is tired, shut her eyes
Doesn’t live with me anymore
Is up in heaven
Who is talking to her dad
Is covered in wires and tubes
Who made a weird noise all day and night
Is barely conscience
Asking who is there
… Who is there…

I continue the Rat Race one Wednesday Morn
My body has alignments which needs to be sought
I leave the office early to see my GP
He examines and tests and says wait and see
Refereed to a specialist in Haematology
I await a diagnosis and a remedy
A biopsy, a CT scan is also required
My body is acing, I feel so very tired
Waiting for the result in uncertainty
My mind wonders and falls into decadency

The diagnosis finally comes, you have the Big C
A shock to the system followed by Tiers and prayers
Don’t know how I should react I’m 28 years of age

Lymphoma, Lymphoma what do you do to my body
Why cant both my white and red cells live in harmony

A well-known professor offers to consult on my notes
We meet and I feel like a test for a new evolving dose.
Decline his offer a new trial treatment with no history
Commence within two days with Chemotherapy.
The campaign for a cure now begins

Wake up in the night to use the bathroom,
I attempt to move but my body wont allow.
So many tablets to be taken for different things,
Not sure I feel the way I do naturally
By day four I'm back to eating normally,
However I'm heaving and retching sporadically

The white blood cells count fall and need to bounce back
A blood test results shows a growth hormone should assist
The pain in the spine as the acceleration begins
The strain as the shocks move means something is stirring

We have chemo again the campaign don’t end.
Sickness, injections and treatment to attempt to make a mend
The routine continues for many a week
The effect on my nails, they are now soft and weak

My hair has all gone my eyebrows are few
Rashes on body and mouth ulcers too.
The Chemo’s continue, your body is fragile
This routine is unnatural for any life cycle.

The ending is near, worry sets in
If it does not work, what is the next plan.
Tests are taken and send to the consultant.
I’ve got to go home, and wait for my appointment.

My Consultant calls he wants to see me.
I wait in reception nervously.
Time is ticking on and on.
10 20 30 mins have gone.
Waiting lists and schedules are all running late
Every tick on the clock I need to know my fate.

He calls my name, I enter his room
He ask me to sit as he examines the files
He coldly informs me the Chemo has worked.
The scan shows no sign of residual tumours

It is all over the best of all news
Regular monitoring now for the next five years.
Many days later the news sinks really in
All count your blessing for what have might have been

The smells of the Drugs of the Chemo they use
The sounds of the wards, the squeaking of nurses rubber shoes.
The Sight of a drip or a hospital bed
The Chemo scorched veins, showing you are not dead

The feeling never goes; your life has changed.
Things have a new prospectus, you have now aged.
You here a story similar you need to know all
Your privileged, your proud you are standing tall.

But think for a while, if the news was not great.
How many people have had an unfortunate fate.
We feel for the loved ones, who the illness will keep
The life lost forever, and now we all weep.

Keep the fight going ensure you must win
In your deepest hour of need let the almighty in.
Give yourself a mission and focus in well
We will meet again, when everything is swell

By James Cousins (JamesCousins1974@yahoo.co.uk)

Hey Little Man, this is for you,
You are the one who made us laugh,
You are the one who made us cry,
We are the ones that had to say good bye,
Now you are the one looking down at us,
You are our guardian angel, that not every one has,
You are the breeze that we feel
Now you are gone and we don't know how we will heal

Written by Jodi Stevenson, Minesota, dedicated to Dustin Stevenson
In Memory Of
Dustin James Stevenson
07/13/1989 - 10/1/2003

Everyday is a War,
Everyday I feel like I'm mixed between a war,
Sometimes we fight sometimes I'm alright but I don't feel right being me
they just want let me be myself,
I have to sit and hide and take the free ride.
Just to please everyone I never have input they just put me out of the loop,
without saying a word,
I'm not scared I just choose the better things to say,
so my day ends with a tear,
and by the end of this year I might not be in this situation because the thought of suicide,
but I take the knife out of my hand and make other plans of battling with cancer.

By Danielle Lucas 900 co-op city blvd

CRY

I cry each day as the day grows,
The pain doesn't seem to slow,
With in the time spend in getting older and I seem to grow,
As I look out side and see the snow,
I wish I could be there as the other young ones play in the snow.

I cry each day knowing that the days are getting shorter,
I have one wish that is to fly, to see the open sky,
My dream will one day come true but I am also still lost in the blues.

By Lindsay Joubert & Taylor Day, Buffalo, Wyoming

As the days passed slowly,
my life waited for my death to come,
my loved ones around me,
but this ain't no fun,
I wont be there for the celebrations,
I wont be there for all the fun,
I regret it now but not back then,
but that smoke was not so fun,
Now all I got is me myself and I,
God help me,
I'm not ready to die

Anonymous

Why me?

When I was young I never thought of other people
but now they're what I need the most
so if you don't mind stop messing up my mind
and leave my body and lungs in peace

By Victoria Lines, 27 Old Fallings Crescent WV10 9PR

Around the corner

Around the corner
I have a friend
in this great city
that has no end
yet the days go by
and the weeks rush on
and before I know it
a year is gone,
I never see
my old friends face
for life is a swift and terrible race,
he knows I like him
just as well
as in the days
when I rang his bell
and he rang mind,
we where younger then
and now we're busy tired kids,
tired of playing a foolish game
tired of trying to make a name,
tomorrow I say I will call on him
just to show that I'm thinking of him
but tomorrow comes
and tomorrow goes
and distances between us
grows and grows.
Around the corner
yet miles away
remember to always
say what you mean,
if you love someone
tell them,
don't be afraid
to express yourself,
reach out and tell
someone what they mean
to you before it's too late.

Anonymous

She walks slow, and says nothing to no one
in her left hand there's a black rose
she holds back her tears...
hides her face from the world
staring at her dirty shoes, she admits to losing hope
she hears the voices in her head again
they tell her she's already gone, and she should let it go
she pulls her Good Charlotte jacket around her
like it's her only friend
there's a dark line of mascara, running down her cheek
she wipes it away as she turns the corner ahead
she tries to put a smile on her face
as pushes people out of her way...
she cries as she kisses her mother on her hand
she drops the black rose to the ground
and screams at the top of her lungs
""Don't leave me now, I need you now...""
Her mother speaks and the room is silent
she whispers to her daughter as she wipes away her tears
she promised that her cancer won't fade any of her years
she sits up in her bed with every bit of strength
and takes her daughters hand
she stares into her mothers eyes
and is sure that life will be okay
for when the night dies out...
it begins a brand new day.

In loving dedication to a friend of mine

By Erin, doodlebug02@charter.net

My internal pain

My internal pain
I am only fifteen..
y me?
A lot of people agree...
and I want to plea...
that others will see....
that this is me...
and to my babee...
I am his momee...
what will he ask his dadee?
And will I get to c my babeee..
grow to be a lady?

By Miranda

His Voice

He was a singer.
He loved the Outlaws: Johnny, Waylon, Merle, and Willie.
I imagine him up in heaven with the old singers.
They have a helluva band.
Sometimes I dream about him and he is happy,
he always winks and smiles then turns to sign along with the chorus.
I always listen but I can never hear him singing.
I am still listening for his voice.
I will never stop.

Anonymous

Mom,
you have always been there for me,
through the thick and thin.
when there was a secret I didn't know,
you would always let me in.

You will never leave my heart,
no matter what you do.
no matter what happens,
I will always love you.

I know our family is falling apart,
but that's not going to separate us.
I'm so glad I have you there,
someone I know I can trust.

I'm writing this to say thank you,
thanks for everything you've done.
always being there for me,
and not saying that dad has won.

I also want to say I love you,
I love you more than you can see.
you go through so much,
and still care about me.

You are so brave,
and yet you are so sore.
do you stand up for yourself,
or do you just fall to the floor?

I love you mom,
more than you'll ever know.
even if our family falls apart,
I will never fall too low.

I understand that you are sick,
but I'll keep faith in you.
don't leave me here stuck with dad,
I don't know what I'd do.

I love you mom,
please don't go.
so you can say ""I beat cancer"",
not ""I have to go""

this poem is dedicated to my mom who passed away a month ago from cancer. I will never say she died, because she will always live in my heart. My dad is currently in jail for child abuse. I live with my sister.

Anonymous

Memories

Born with cancer
In a hospital bed you lay
You could never get better
Your virus always comes around may

We had high hopes
My memories of you will never fade
Your heart was trying to cope
High prices we paid

In a hospital bed you sleep
Wires attached like a scab
Memories of you I'll keep
I went home in a cab

God has sent for you
My heart has a special place just for you!!!!

By Ivana (2408 Adirondack row#2)

How can this be my darling love is going to be taken away from me,
this evil thing is going to take over him,
I need to be his rock,
but I am not as strong as he,
I love him very tenderly, my little baby,
what will I do with out him,
I can't imagine me on my own lying at night with a big empty space,
Oh god you cant take him away,
he is too young to go.
how can this be happening?",

By Kayleigh

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The doctor walked in
her eyes stuck on the floor
I squeezed my moms hand
because I had no idea what was in store
Mom looked and said, listen baby she's got something to say
Just hold my hand tight everything will be okay
She said, now what I'm going to say isn't as bad as it sounds
but this tumour, infection is more than profound
I still didn't get it I didn't know what to say
nothing hit me more than when the word cancer came my way.

By Catherine Solomon, Fort Worth Cooks Hospital

People and life

People and life treat me all different
Why can’t people just be normal
Why can’t people act like they care
Should I share how I feel with the world
Or should I hide in closet and tell my self I will be alright
What can I accomplish in just such a short time
Where should I turn too
Who can I turn too
What will happen when life is over
Will I go on to Heaven
I will go to Heaven all because
I believe in God unlike others
Who just don’t care about shit like that
that’s why I have you people and life to push me threw

By Julie Smith, 9194 Page rd, Streetsboro. Ohio 44241

It took me time to think of this
To make this poem for all to read
I had some help from my cousin Chris
He helped me out a lot indeed.

I like donations, they help a lot
Even if its just a penny
Some people take for granted and forgot
How few we get is many

Thank you for listening to my thoughts
I enjoy writing them out
But now its time for me to go
And don't you even doubt

I love you all to begin with
And that's the thing that rocks
So please remember this name Lindsay Haynes
And put it in your remember box

By Lindsay Haynes, an 8 year old neuroblastoma warrior. St. Jude Children Research Hospital
Ronald McDonald House 535 Alabama Ave. Memphis, TN 38105, www.caringbridge.org/tn/lindsayhaynes

If it should be that I have only today
then I thank my God that this is His Way
of calling me Home on time.

I must leave as so must you
so do not feel sorry or get too blue -
for my name has been called and so I must go
to my wonderful home above

I have had my time here and done all that I can
and now is the time to prepare
I am blessed by Him who now calls me home
for I know I will still live somewhere!

Do not cry as I leave for I'll see you again sure enough -
just a breath of time till we're together again
So Alive, So Bright with So Much Love.

Hello,
Friday Visit
Morphine drips from a bag down a tube
Inserted in her arm-
It drags behind her step by step.

A costly relief for the pain
That blurs her vision.
Her frigid fingertips trace the length of the morphine tube
That leads to where all the others do.

She whispers in her weak voice “ I think I have a fever, I’m cold.”
My hand presses on her forehead,
Her bones, her teeth rattle
One sheet, two sheets, one blanket,
“Please, cover me more… I’m cold.”
Two blankets, three blankets,
“I’m still cold.”

“My name is Angie, I’m your nurse for today.”
She takes her temperature,
The back of her hand presses on her forehead.
“When you feel the pain, push this button for more drops.”
I watch as her eyes drift to the window,
The sunbeams catching her stare into the unknown.

She closes her eyes and sighs
“The pain… I need more drops”
drip,
drip,
drip,
My hand rubs her brow to appease her fearful face
Tears trickle down her cheeks,
I whisper a prayer into her pillow’s ear— long enough to
Keep away the inevitable question, “ Why me?”
The paralysing emotion, “I’m scared…”

Our hands clutched together,
I kiss her fingers- drained,
I kiss the pale skin of her wrists
Seeming lost and entangled in a spider’s web.

“My mouth is dry, I need those ice chips.”
She pushes her body up
I prop her Pillows high,
Sitting close to her
Her head rests on my shoulder.
I place one ice chip on her feverish tongue
She inhales the coldness.
“This pain is too much…”
drip,
drip,
drip.

She reaches for the cup,
Separates two ice chips-
Her trembling fingers return to her lips
More ice chips to cool the rising heat;
“This pain… I wish…“
drip,
drip,
drip,
“I need to be strong… it’s just the beginning.”
Many more days to fast for no worldly cause,
But fighting to save her life.

“I’m your specialist… two more days before
You start your chemo and radiation.”
She inhales deep- tearing in one eye,
“I can’t take any more pain than this…”
drip,
drip,
drip…
I add two more blankets to smother her fear.

A little raspberry lip gloss,
A forced smile appears on her wet lips.
Her grip of my wrists tightens as her
Body leans towards mine;
I hold her body tense with grief,
Rocking with her for temporary relief
“I’m scared…why me?”
She pushes the button,
drip,
drip,
drip.

A life is an endless stream.
Yeah there are rapids
but most people don't get to the waterfall
well we did!
We will fight together
to get through this endless nightmare.
Together we will fight this
and make it back safe from this waterfall

Every night I wonder why
he has to go he has to die.
every night I lay thinking why
I am sitting here having a cry
every night I think the worse
who fault was it was it a curse
every night I lay to sleep
cuddle my pillow and begin to weep
I no that one day I will wake
he will be gone for gods sake
he will be dead and never come back
I feel empty and so slack
if this can be stopped help me please
put my family back at ease.
let him die, let us cry
this is what I wonder why?

A minute of silence the minister said
bow your head pay respect to out men who are dead
the heartache of war can be heard all around
the battle of gun fire a familiar sound.
Our tears will swell into oceans and seas
oh stop all this fighting I ask of you please
no good can be found in the barrel of a gun
each bullet a victim a father or a son
In gods name stop this madness put down your arms
love one and other mean no one no harm
Change our world into heaven away from this hell,
and someday soon well forget this old yell.
for the love of god.................

By Dee Robertson

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Cancer is evil

Cancer is evil we all know this is true
But there isn't much you can do
People die and people cry
Family will always be there by your side
Look for the future and wish for the best
Never give up and fight with the rest

Ashley Eubanks 1316 Iuka St. Tama, Iowa 52339

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Cancer is a poison

It got inside her body,
Got inside her veins,
like snake,
getting whatever they can get,
their poison is the cancer

Only young, didn’t know what cancer was
People would tell me she had it,
But I didn’t understand, like it was no big deal,
Like a vicious flu, they said, it will get better.
Every year, her hair would be thinner.
People told me it was the anti-biotic.

When I was little, I thought nothing of it,
But as each passing Christmas came and went,
I saw her dying in front of me, unsure how to react,
As I grew, so did the cancer.

Finally, I was told what this “cancer” was.
My dad told me, her brother. How he cried.
I felt like saying, it’s fine, she’ll get over it.
It was a nice dream.

Finally, I was 9,
I dreamt that I was at a fair,
and I bumped into her, and she whispered
“Shhh! Don’t tell Nanna!”
And I knew she was gone.
Died at her mothers side, in peace.

By Roxanne Bedforth

A Story Of One Boy's Life

You've been fighting cancer since kindergarten
and now it's 8th grade
the doctors say it won't be long 'til you sail the ship away
from where we live in a town of 2,400
and communities around us know your story
the teachers came and told us that we only have 48 hours
and if you made it to Monday... it would be a miracle with soaring colours
but maybe you will
you survived summer and last Christmas
when everyone thought it would be the end
even the doctors

You are stronger than any weight lifter
and braver than any fear factor competitor
Keith, you are in my heart always
and it is so hard to tell your stories

I wear your bracelet in honour of you
and the KMD's on my tennis shoes
I would do anything to trade places with you
my friends say ""I'm there for you""
I sit here waiting for that phone call
hopefully it won't come at all
in a couple days you'll be in heaven smiling down on us
watching us
as we pray for you
Monday will be a school of tears
we will need our blankets and teddie bears
we will write little notes to you and throw them into the fire
while the ashes fly up to you through the colour blue

Please be my guardian angel
guide me through my life
please wait for me at the golden gates
and we can play football and you can teach me how to fly
it's not fair how much you made me cry
or how hard you had to try
baby, you will always be mine
still a classmate of 2009.

By Brittany Wilkins, 14 years old Westby, WI
(Keith Deaver was a victim of bone cancer and survived longer than most bone cancer patients. He will always be in my heart

Young Boy

A young boy who never did anything bad.
And soon he will die and I am so sad.
All these years I have held back my tears.
so have all of his family and pears.
what kind of world is this?
with cancer in other peoples business.
why not someone who should die?
Just not this young guy.
But later we will look back and sigh.
And remember that last sad good by.

I hate to wait
it is so hard right now
waiting for those horrible news
waiting for that call
waiting for the teachers to talk to us
waiting for the announcements
waiting for the tears to roll down my face
waiting for the teachers to cry
waiting to hurt my self
waiting to tell my parents
waiting to be taken care of
waiting to die with him

By B. Wilkins, Westby, WI

My Sorrow

I tried to hide my sorrow from you,
but it soon showed,
after you died,
of that evil thing called cancer,
I cried everyday,
that I tried to clean out your room,
to put your sewing things,
away in the closet,
made me think of things i never got to say to you,
so I'm here to tell you,
that I love so so much,
and I will always be here for when you need a friend,
you left all of us so soon,
I always thought that you would live forever,
I always thought of you as my mother,
I love you grandma.

By Danielle Lowe....this poem is for my grandmother that passed away in 2000...we will miss you lots!

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It seems as if you care no more
Your life is not over you have much more in store

I will do what It takes to help you get through
Your life is not over, so why do you try to misconstrue

Our relationship, has changed quite a bit
You know why, you just don't give a shit

You don't care if I have something going on
It's always about you, this is so wrong

I understand that you need me now more than ever
I can be there, anytime, in any weather

I will think of you everyday your not here
I will keep you close to always keep you near

I guess I won't know what I have 'till it's gone
My life will explode like a bomb

By Sandi Eckels

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When I first heard the news

When I first heard the news
Not a tear crossed my eyes
At first I hated you
But then I realised