The Big C

Dreaded words
 Doctor looks tired
 I cant lift my eyes
 My tears are mired
 How to tell a friend
 What's to do....
 Think ill keep it secret
 For a day or two
 Scans and tests
 You knows best
 Hospital Galore
 I think what's it for...
 Back to the doc
 What does he say
 You don't need to return
 Cancers gone away....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Allison Avatar
August 28, 2016 at 2:02 PM
Those are the best words you can hear Gail - I started writing when my hubby was undergoing his cancer surgery - In November he will have been clear for 3 years:-) hugs Jan xx
Lewis  Avatar
August 28, 2016 at 4:59 PM
I wrote this for a friend Jan thankyou for the read though...glad your husband is well hugs back xx
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