Free Cee I Cannot
she's lost most of her hair and lays still in her bed
an oxygen tank is her constant companion
somehow she summons a smile midst dreariness and dread
and her pain is as deep as any known canyon
her's is a matter of gravity, grave in nature and ways
it's a sorrowful situation as the light grows dim in her eyes
she has drearily dizzy nights and un-busy days
yet she spouts words of wisdom from a mind so wise
her arms are but bones, her legs akin to a stick
her body is rotting both outside and in
how sad it is to view beauty so perilously sick
and her condition proves that even her god can sin
personally i can't visit her because too large is my heart
i can't face the signs that she headed too soon for Heaven
age seems her body yet she accepts that soon she will depart
and saddest of all is that she's only eleven
to Debbie- who cancer is cancelling a most beautiful little girl
(c) 2012 ...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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