With Fingers Crossed

(Real Story)

It has been a dolorous and dreadful day
    When my heart into shattered shards smashed
Knowing my sister was diagnosed with a tumor
   Growing unnoticed n' unaddressed within her head
       That gave her intense and instant headaches 

Ascribing the symptoms to migraine
      Which she was having for long
     Painkillers and medicines were taken.
  But her unease grew deadlier than before
     Reaching a point she could no longer endure.

   It was then an MRI was taken
      And the tumor was surgically removed.

Now I stay with fingers crossed
    To get a comforting pathology report
  With hopes in my heaving heart, 
      Prayers in my trembling lips
   And my eyes raised to Almighty God. 

Will a happy news fall in my ears soon?
    So, my deep dread will give way to hope
        My pain, without delay, shall usher in joy
   And the darkness blinding me will open to light. 

    Ever and anon, through smiles and giggles,
       Through every twist and turn of life,
   We were together like a pair of tweeny twins,
Prodding and prompting each other to move ahead.

 All I want to hear is, it’s Meningioma, benign
     Not likely to spread or cause serious harm

   Her dear ones stay with fingers crossed 
      That a happy news, like the early beams of light
Shall filter through the thin curtain of their hearts, 
     Dispelling the hovering gloom and grief away.

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Edward Ibeh

May 15, 2026 at 8:04 AM

Ah! Darn, so this is why I didn't see you on the list! No doubt your poem would've placed at the top - as usual - had you added "With" at the front of your poem title. I'm sorry, Valsa. I share my prayers with you. See you on the next one, my friend.

Valsa George

May 15, 2026 at 8:15 PM

That's OK dear Edward. I wrote it mainly to relieve my mind of the tension l was passing through. I am very close to my sister. Of the four of my sisters, two are gone. She is the only one with whom l can share our joys and anxieties together. When the news of her ailment reached me, l was heartbroken. The pathological report is not very disappointing but causing concern. Thank you so much for your kindness and prayers.