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He carried the oxygen from one room to another but the smallest effort cost.

The air was fresh but the breath wouldn't catch and coughing.

He wondered how his plan was left unfulfilled.

He had used every human he had ever come in contact with.

And now after living with his sister and her husband for thirty years he was finished.

This was his life and the cough.

He sat stirring his coffee and ate a pastry with his tooth.

That was what he had one tooth and his famous cough.

He was a professional and his lung had quit.

No one had told him that the lung would do this but it had.

Most wouldn't believe he professionally coughed but the cough did.

And that is what mattered and smoking.

Smoking and waiting to die was all he had.

Lying in the hospital bed and staring  at the tv screen.

The doctor said the cancer had moved into the lung.

He said that he wanted to run the test but medicare wouldn't pay for it.

Should have got that insured by Geico and wanting a cigarette.

This is a true story about my Uncle Charles who is alone but for  my Mothrer ,Father and Me

Copyright © Patrick Cornwall

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  1. Date: 1/14/2012 6:02:00 AM
    Patrick...thank you so are welcome too. I always am looking out for poetry that moves my heart. Antismoking messages or stories of loss from smoking always jump right out there...again, thanks,,,,don't ever stop writing of this theme. Gwendolen

  1. Date: 1/14/2012 5:09:00 AM
    Such shackles cigarettes are! Thanks for sharing this unfortunate story of your uncle really is a slow torturous death...the spiraling down of the life of a smoker! Gwendolen ps..I have a similar write called The Marlboro Woman is Gone about my dear mother. If you have time, please go and check it out.

  1. Date: 1/12/2012 10:30:00 PM
    The high risks of smoking, I have a son who has been smoking since he was fifteen, he tried to quiet but finds it hard, I hope this is fiction, if not, I'm sorry to hear Patrick, thank you for sharing, hugs,vie

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    Date: 1/12/2012 10:50:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    This ture and about my Uncle