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Blood Colors and Tears

Blood Colors and Tears

Red roses in the dead of winter. 
Hard to find, 
a costly extravagance. 

Cancer…

Changes the price of the moment, 
and the very value of our 
existence.

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Sandra Adams November 29, 2019 at 8:54 PM oh so very true...got a couple friends fighting cancer now...i see it...powerful! Sad... hugs Ann Foster November 30, 2019 at 12:45 PM Stand strong friend. It is hard to watch. I have seen it far and close, but the victims of its passing...ripple out to all those around them... Hugs for your day. Bright flowers... Ann

Line Gauthier November 29, 2019 at 8:34 PM A poignant poem, Ann. Well penned. Ann Foster November 30, 2019 at 12:44 PM Humbly ty... how I wish it were not true... prayers for your days... all blessed... and happy... Ann

Heidi Sands November 29, 2019 at 4:06 PM Wow, so true! It is making me think of my friend suffering from cancer as we speak. Powerful poem and well done. Have a nice evening :) Ann Foster November 29, 2019 at 4:35 PM ty friend. God Bless your holidays. Ann