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Cancer Mom Poems | Cancer Poems About Mom

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Details | Epic |

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

Eternal Flame

Without you, the days are so long
& sometimes it's hard to just carry on.
You gave life & love to all things
The joy of giving was what you would bring.

I see your smile inside my head,
It just isn't fair that you have to be dead.
I know you suffered though all the while
You held your head high & even would smile.

As I watched you go through it, I always had hope,
Even when we came to the end of the rope.
Everything that we went through
Helped make us closer & more loving too.

Through ups & downs you always were strong
Even when you knew you didn't have long.
Life can be kind & cruel in the same,
But you will live on forever because of loves eternal flame.

Copyright © Aimee Rodriguez | Year Posted 2015

Details | Narrative |

We Are There With You

You do not stand alone in your Battle
Your battle is our Battle
We may not be there in body
But we are there with you in Spirit

We are there in every beat of your Heart
In every whisper of the wind
In every thought and every touch
Every breath and every sound
We are there with you

You are wrapped in an Endless chain of Love
In every link we each send you a part of us
We send you some of our Strength
Some of our will to Fight
Some of our Courage
The most important of them all
We send you all of our Love

If you feel you need more
Just give that Endless chain a little tug
And we'll be there
Tug til you need us no more
Then we'll know you've gone Home

5/09/2014 Dedicated to my Aunt Nini, Wilma Thomas Gamble for Mother's Day. Sadly she lost her Battle w/ Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer on 5/30/2014.

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |

Time to Go in loving memory of my mother

My mom was a strong woman, and stubborn too,
Yet she had a soft side, between me and you.
That side she would show, when you least expected,
But let me tell you, she was well respected.

Mom was quite unique, and was one of a kind,
She was set in her ways, so keep that in mind.
The youngest of nine, she had gotten her way,
Spoiled by her siblings’, almost every day.

Right out of high school, she had married my dad,
Blessed with three children, plus fifty years they had.
They both were hard workers, in all that they did,
My dad taught himself, from when he was a kid.

My mom was a smoker, for forty-six years,
Some day it would happen, she’d face all her fears.
Lung cancer she had, and inoperable too,
Her time on this earth, would be shortened we knew.

Radiation and Chemo, had done their thing,
Remission set in, tears of joy it did bring.
We would go out at night, to shop and to talk,
I knew she enjoyed, getting out for a walk.

Two years had gone by, after Thanksgiving Day,
Her pain had returned, but was afraid to say.
She’d lie on the couch; it was strength she did lack,
We knew in our hearts, that the cancer came back.

We shared lots of laughter, but many a tear,
I tried to assure her, she’d nothing to fear.
“Please watch over your dad, this one thing I ask.”
“I know it will be, quite a difficult task.”

One morning in March, Hospice called us to say,
You may want to come, for she’s slipping away.
For the night before, mom told me to stay home,
“Be there for your kids, you can call me by phone.”

When we all arrived, for a moment she woke,
Her eyes said it all, not a word had she spoke.
We stayed by her bedside, just holding her hand,
“It’s time to let go mom, we all understand”.

A few days had passed, not ready to let go,
For it had been raining, but letting up slow.
The sun began shining, the clouds disappeared,
Opening the heavens, for mom’s time has neared.

We gathered together, her forehead we kissed,
Whispering so softly, how much she’d be missed.
“Your time has arrived mom, just follow the light”,
She left us so peaceful, she gave up her fight.

It was time to drive home, in the car we got,
Then something had happened, while leaving the lot.
Huge drops of rain falling, it had to be fate.
They were tears of joy; she was at heaven’s gate.

Copyright © Kelly Zakerski | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |

The Last Wave Goodbye

The Last Wave Goodbye

For 92 years she has lead a charmed life.
In her words: “I’ve had no devastating event in my life other than death of family.”
“Am I being selfish she ask?”
“I’ve lived so long and I know I will die sometime of something.”
“Was it wrong of me not to want surgery at my age and the pain and sickness of medical treatments that would prolong my life in an intolerable state?”
I want to die with dignity at home in my bed with my family around me.
I don’t want anything to heed my path to Heaven.
Just keep me comfortable, warm and clean.
Place a cool cloth on my fevered brow. 
Please don’t let your fear interfere with my leaving.
My love for you is boundless.
Please understand and let your love be the same.
To love is to let go so I can return as your guardian angel.
This tired old body is all that will be left behind.
My happiness, love, kindness and my wave’s goodbye at the door are my spirit soul and is going to Heaven.
All you need do is call out for me and I will be by your side once again.
I’ll flicker a light, vibrate your bed, or whisper in your ear.
I am not ending but beginning a new and wonderful trip.
Be joyous of my new birth and freedom from all sickness and pain.
I’ll not be dead and gone. 
I am merely changing addresses.

Copyright © Sharon Edwards | Year Posted 2015

Details | Nonet |


Unbreakable bond, tender her heart
My biggest fan, right from the start
Guiding me through every day
Allowing me some space
Not letting me stray
She is my friend
Till the end
She is

Copyright © Kelly Radomski | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |


Was there when it first happened 
In crimson red 
New instantly it was bad
Tests confirmed worst fears
Stomach churning and eyes burning
Things would never be the same 
Months and pounds pass
Looks of concern routine
Well wishes get old
Thoughts of frustration mount 
Somehow spirit still intact
Raspy breathing barely audible 
Last lucid thoughts not of self
Lying limp in my arms 
Goodbye momma 

Copyright © Richard Thistle | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |


To the woman I look up to, 
To the rock that shielded me,
I will eternally thank you
For giving me this life with glee. 

To the woman that smiled away her pain, 
To the sword that slashed through my own, 
I will live on with all that I've gained 
From following the strength that you've shown. 

To the woman that promised life, 
To the light that has stopped shining, 
It's time to rest and end this strife,
Your restful passing a sorrowful silver lining. 

I will live on with your memory, 
I will live on for you, 
I will live on with your bravery, 
I will live on with no rue.

Copyright © Angelus Somnium | Year Posted 2016

Details | Verse |

Okay Love

Dear Robert
          I'm enclosing the warranty
                     for your shaver In case
anything should happen
          I've circled the address
                     where to bring it

Dad still isn't feeling
          well and is going
                     this week to the doctor I can't
          what can be wrong -
                     but I'm really getting concerned

          by the way
                     did you mail
that letter
          to the bank
                     I hope

          we are going to a wake
                     for Phyllis Spina.
She died
          on Saturday -
                     acute leukemia.

Your brothers are fine
          they're off -
                     Yom Kippur
All else is
          okay Love

Copyright © Robert Ronnow | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Coins from Heaven

My beautiful child...
this reminder is for you.
As you go about your days,
one thing you must do...

I'm tossing coins from Heaven.
They'll fall upon the ground.
Stop and collect them,
my love, you now have found!

I'll place them in your 
path from time to time;
It may be a nickle,
a penny or dime.

The coins value doesn't matter-
it's my secret message to you;
that even in life's noisiest chatter,
My Love will carry you through.

So when you see a coin;
pick it up, smile and say-
"my mom sent me her love,
she's never far away".

Copyright © Danielle Fenske | Year Posted 2016

Details | I do not know? |

My Mom

It is hard to express the gratitude that I have for my mom
She raised me most of my life as a single mother
Then she married a wonderful man who raised me as his own
Together we shared a loving, fun filled home

She took on a daughter and three sons
And loved them as her own
Now she had five children
A husband and a home

Being my mom could not have been easy
You see, I have been sick most all of my life
A severe asthmatic since I was little
Plus I had seven cancer scares, which all required me going under the knife

She took care of me when I was recovering
She listened to me cry from the pain
Or being sick of taking millions of pills
Even throwing them all across the room because I was so sick of them
She never once did complain

When the stitches were taken out too soon
And I bled all over the place
I was so scared
Yet…she calmed me down with a gentle hand placed on my face

Today I am going through tough times 
Living with a chronic illness called Fibromyalgia and injured spine
My mom is still there to listen to me when I am frustrated
And I am glad my mom is mine

She has also helped raised my husband
Whose own mother recently decided she wants nothing to do with him
Now she is his mom too
Although she did not teach him to tie his shoes

Copyright © I Dream In Poetry | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |

Life Been Hard

Since I've been born life's been hard 
Lived in roach filled apartments with dirt filled yards
My mom did all that she can
She was sick with cancer and getting used by men
My mom had four kids and only one leg
She was hurting so bad she could barely get out of bed
We went from out west, to the projects, to the shelter
Where was family when she needed them to help her
Some nights we didn't have anything to eat
We had used clothes and passed down shoes on our feet
One day this man had my mom by her neck in the air
He knew she was sick and what he did wasn't fair
We were little kids but we helped all we could
Two women pulled us in a room so he could beat her as he would
I loved my mom to death because she never left our side
Until she went into the hospital and didn't come out alive
My life was far from the word glory
I never saw my father or his people, but that's another story
It seems like things only got woser
When my mom passed that's the last I saw of my baby brother
We got split up now it's just me and my sister
By this time I'm really just shook up
God put my grandparents in our lives to replace the pain
But it stuck to me like an unremovable stain
Why me, so many years I wondered why
So hurt, I thought it will fill better if I were to die
Life broke me down till I could barely stand
If this didn't happen I wouldn't be the man that I am

Copyright © Darryl Ivery | Year Posted 2008

Details | I do not know? |

mom can u hear me

Crying out for you daily 
missing you like crazy 
the cancer took you away from me 
You went to sleep so peacefully 
You looked at me and smiled 
Then drifted off to sleep 
I felt that my life would NEVER be complete 
with you not here 
I began to fear 
not knowing if God was near 
I took your advice 
I have gone on with my life 
and I also have a new father 
and his name is Christ 
he is a very big part of my life! 
I love you mommy.................

Copyright © SHERRY WATSON | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |

You Can't

Any death hits us hard
Take for example a mother’s death
It rips out our hearts and leaves us cold
For the rest of our lives

As her casket is lowered, your lips tremble
But that’s not it
Your fists shake and your head throbs with anger, regret
You didn’t get to hug her goodbye or say you love her

Once more

You were cut off with time
Couldn't say or do what you needed to
And now she is isolated

You can’t hug her
Can’t wrap your arms tightly around her waist
And breathe in her familiar scent
You can’t feel her run her hands through your hair
And kiss your forehead
The whispered, “I love you”
You’ll never hear her say it again

You can only reminisce
Photos and “remember when’s” last
But only for a while
Photos fade
And soon those memories get worn out
Tired of constantly trying to hold onto you
Because no matter how hard you try
You will forget

Those sweet and gentle touches and words
Times when your mishaps and mistakes
Made her laugh that ridiculous laugh of hers
You will forget

What she smells like
The sound of her voice
You will rip apart your mind, searching
For a single shred of a memory
So you could remember, but
You’re too late

Those memories are gone
Sunken beneath the earth, in her company now
Why did she have to go?
You say you still need her here
With you in this world
Because you still feel alone in a crowded room

But she said it was near her time
To die
Is it ever time?
To leave the person closest to them
Confused and misguided?

You cannot deny this
People die, time passes, lives change
Some love and appreciate their mother
Others do not
Embarrassed by the way they dress
Or the jokes they make
And when they pass
Those people will beg for more time, but
They had it their whole life

Stop the inevitable? You can’t
Make the most out of what you have
Be with them and love them
Until they die? No

Love unconditionally,

Because that’s what they are doing for you.

Copyright © Codee Boyce | Year Posted 2008

Details | Monorhyme |

At This Moment

At this moment I'm still in a bit of shock,
what my Mom heard from her doctor must be a crock,
my Mom can't have leukemia she's a rock,
all cancers need to be eradicated with a big giant "POP!"


Copyright © cheryl hoffman | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |


Mom was always so energetic and vibrant
always practical how her time was spent
her house so orderly and well kept
tenants in her cottage paying her rent,

Then like on her mailbox a red flag went up
feeling tired she made doctor appointment to discuss
why suddenly she felt tired and fatigued
her symptoms full of mystery and intrigue,

Blood was drawn and anemia was thought the cause
but then the doctors saw in her blood something more
abnormal white blood blast cells in her bone marrow
knowing now she's on the front line of a cancer battle,

Congestive heart failure thrown in the mix
a prognosis that is not easy to fix
month of May already twice in the hospital
Mom is a trooper but at times overwhelmed by it all,

Will try another round of chemo in June
God willing her system will kill those blast cells soon
then she will have at least two more years left
still mysterious how in Mom's bone marrow MDS crept,

Despite her health issues my Moms got a glow
although at times it wears her down I know
trying to take it all in stride she smiles in the know
her life a delicate balance in the here and now.


Copyright © cheryl hoffman | Year Posted 2017

Details | I do not know? |

No More Tomorrows

About eighteen months ago my mother had one of her breast removed.  At first 
she was very depressed.  She thought she was no longer a whole woman, but 
six months later she came alive again.  Mom realized her breast isn’t what 
makes her a woman.   Now, I thought the operation was supposed to cure mom, 
but she’s once again fading away.  Dad told me that pretty soon mom will be 
going up to heaven.  That means pretty soon, I’ll have no more tomorrows.

No more tomorrows will I awake and hear her beautiful voice singing.

No more tomorrows will I feel her warm embrace?

No more tomorrows will I see the angelic smile that adorns her face?

No more tomorrows will she be there to say comforting words to ease my pain?

No more tomorrows will she be there to cheer when they call my name?

No more tomorrows will she be there to kiss my cheek before I go asleep.

No more tomorrows will she be there to dry my tears when I weep.

I’m not sure what breast cancer is but I know it is evil.  For it is taking away my 
loving mother, and filling my heart with sorrow.

Because of breast cancer I’ll soon be left with no more tomorrows.

Copyright © Ronald Smith | Year Posted 2006

Details | I do not know? |


Her lips once kissed away my salty tears,
and spoke comforting words in my ears. 
They would brush against my fevered brow,
They’re coldly still and silent now.

Her hands once held my tear-stained face,
and smoothed stray hairs back in place.
Talented strokes, artistically blessed,
They’re folded neatly now upon her chest.

Her arms once kept my fears at bay,
and swung me around on happier day.
They hugged, carried and embraced me with pride.
They’re motionless now by her side. 

Her legs kicked balls and danced with me.
They ran races, jumped rope and climbed trees.
The familiar sound of her leisurely gait,
They’re unbending now and solemnly straight.

Her bosom once harbored a calming beat, 
Where I knew I could always retreat.
Where my sleepless head once found solace,
Now it’s silently still, frozen in place

Her clothes once held a comforting scent.
The soft smell made me feel content. 
Playing dress up on a rainy day.
Now, crisply starched they will stay.

Her body’s cancer did unfurl,
and painfully took her from my world.
A closed lid now hides her frail frame.
Forever gone. 
Mom is her name.

Copyright © Wanda Taylor | Year Posted 2005