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Alex Ross Poem
^As I got up out of my bed today,
I had a thought that won’t go away.
I looked out the window to see sunny skies,
I´m sure that the smile, showed in my eyes.
So I’ll start today with joy not with sorrow,
Because we are not promised tomorrow.
As I showered and shaved and went to the loo,
My thoughts turned, to what I should do.
I could just have a lazy day, after all it’s Saturday,
But that’s not me, it’s not my way.
For each day we wake is a new blessing,
Life is for living, so I’m not messing.
It’s world cup time, so I could watch TV,
A game or two, or even three.
But if I watched three I would feel guilty,
I want to feel like the world still needs me.
So I try to achieve something everyday,
Even if it’s in my own small way.
I call a friend to see that she is OK
We chat for a while, and I hear her say,
She’s doing fine but I could hear that she’s not well
Something in her voice, Somethings wrong I could tell.
So we arrange later to get together,
A coffee a beer or lunch or whatever
So we meet at one and as I arrive,
She rushes to hug me, with tears in her eyes.
After a minute, she says she is fine,
An hour passes then she tells me what’s on her mind.
She has been to the doctor, only to find,
Her days are numbered, it’s the end of the line.
What can I do, what can I say?
I try to console her, in my own way.
I tell her to take it one day at a time,
I will be with her, it will be fine.
It’s hard to take, as I have cancer too
Let’s just have some fun, just me and you.
We start making plans of things to do,
places to visit and some people too.
I am trying to hide my emotions pretend I’m okay,
She see straight through me, then I hear her say.
It will be okay, if you stand by me,
She is smiling now, and that’s great to see.
Hours go by as we sit and talk
It’s about five o’clock, we decide to walk.
After a bit she wants to rest for a while,
Her head on my shoulder, both with a smile.
Sitting admiring the wonderful views,
Right there and then, my friend I did loose.
She never woke up, again from that place,
Now weeks later there’s a smile on my face.
Because she went with a smile, not with sorrow.
She knew that we are not promised tomorrow.
It makes me feel proud to have been her friend,
To have been with her, up to the very end.
Copyright © Alex Ross | Year Posted 2019
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Alex Ross Poem
Cancer takes many things away,
Unexpected, more than I can say.
The first you think of, is your life,
But for me, it took my wife.
It wasn`t her who had big C
No, that I`m glad, it fell to me.
And as the years slowly passed
They showed our love, couldn’t last.
The fault lies, at no one`s door,
The communication, had been poor.
I probably just, could not express,
Or get these feelings off my chest.
It seems she did not understand,
I suffered as a one-man-band.
After hormone treatment took its toll,
Control of my emotions it stole.
She did not know how to react,
Or understand the full impact.
Of how cancer, had affected me,
And spoiled, our once great chemistry.
To dull the pain, I turned to drink,
My fuzzy brain, then couldn`t think.
But then I showed, in other ways,
The fear, the stress, in my drunken haze,
I tried to face this thing alone,
But in the end, it ruined our home.
Now sober, I can finally see,
How hard for her, to be with me.
Not knowing how I would react,
Our lives became so problem packed.
We argued over many things,
Money, no sex, and even flings.
With all that grief our marriage cracked,
So many things, had an impact.
Now we`ll go our separate ways,
To live out the rest, of our days.
I don’t blame her, I blame myself,
That our love now, is on the shelf.
For cancer may be in the bones,
But it`s the brain, it really owns.
It`s only now, I realise
As I wipe tears, from my eyes.
Our ride in life has passed the bend,
As now, our time of marriage ends.
My fight with cancer still persists,
And life goes on, with turns and twists.
I truly wish her all the best,
Our past together, was time blessed.
Go now, love life, enjoy your time,
Now you are no longer mine.
I too must make, the best I can,
And trust myself to fates great plan.
From Jungle of Emotions by Ross Alexander
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Copyright © Alex Ross | Year Posted 2019
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Alex Ross Poem
^How do you tell your beautiful child?
That you watched play and run so wild.
You promised to love and to protect,
To teach them kindness and respect.
The closer that awful day draws near,
You know you must surpass your fear.
You must be strong, be brave, stand tall,
They can’t hear it elsewhere, after all.
So driving there that terrible day,
You try to find the words to say.
A warm hello, a hug and a kiss,
Reminds you of all, that you will miss.
Your eyes swell up, tears start to fall,
Already losing your self-control.
“What’s up, Dad? My God, what’s wrong?”
You hug them tight and hold them long.
You try to recompose yourself somehow,
And whisper “I’ve got to tell you now.”
“The tests that I had recently,
Came back rather negatively.”
“The doctor says that I have cancer,”
Then came the question I lied to answer.
“Does that mean that you will die?”
“Oh no,” said I, looking at them in the eye.
“It means that I need to do more tests,
Live healthier and get some rest.
When the tests are done we will see,
What treatment will be best for me.”
“So will you have to stay in the hospital?”
“Well maybe, but not for long at all.
There are lots of things I don’t know yet,
But I’ll have the best doctors, I can get.”
“I just felt I had to tell you and share,
I didn’t want you to hear it somewhere.
So now you know, let’s move along,
Let’s have a drink, and make mine strong.”
So we sat to drink and chat,
With questions about this and that.
The tears dried up we even laughed,
And reminisced about the past.
It was probably the hardest day,
I’ve ever had, by a long way.
But looking back, it had to be done,
Telling my beautiful Daughter and Son.
Copyright © Alex Ross | Year Posted 2019
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