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Cancer

First came morning There wasn't a sign He was happy go lucky Everything was fine The day shifted to noon With it came the coughing too He felt a little ill Nothing was bad still Then came night His appearance was a fright Skin changing colors Wishing to tell his mother He knew it was here His resting time was near Not afraid of death Just wanting to be put to rest Morning came with bursting light His body to be nowhere in sight We all knew he had to die But we never really said goodbye Cancer gets the best of us At the wrong time Some choose not to make a fuss In the end it will all be fine Death is our final destination We just get on at different stations Its ok to shed that tear But just remember have no fear

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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