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The Doctor Said

There's nothing we can do, the doctor said! It was December, nineteen-seventy. At once, those words exploded in my head and pierced my heart- which broke in agony. How could this be- she's much too young to die at fifty-four, and I, just thirty-two? Convulsed in tears, I begged the question, why- please, doctor, tell me, please- this is not true! To lymph nodes, bones- the killer-cancer crept- too late for surgery or chemo now. The doctor's sad, dark eyes said, please accept this news I give- which we can't disavow. She passed away late summer, the next year; those long nine months- such painful reveries. Though, forty-nine years now- I still hold dear my loved, missed Mom- in dusty memories. July 31, 2020 Contest: Dusty Old Memories Sponsor: Constance La France

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Date: 8/9/2020 3:25:00 PM
Very powerful and well written! Cancer took my mother at a young age as well. Congratulations on your win
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Date: 8/7/2020 12:32:00 PM
Sandra, congratulations on your win in my memories challenge with this excellent write, so emotional, it truly touched my heart, a FAV for me _Constance
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Sandra Haight
Date: 9/1/2020 9:10:00 AM
I really enjoyed your contest, Constance. Thank you for your uplifting comment, FAV, and nice placement. Sandra
Date: 8/7/2020 1:41:00 AM
- A sad poem with dusty memories, Sandra - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 8/6/2020 11:09:00 PM
Dear Sandra, thank you for putting into your beautiful poetic words what many of us feel about our loved ones. Perfect, touching, and gorgeous, I congratulate your #1 ~ John
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