Butterfly Cancer Poems

MY DONOR DAUGHTER

It was easier to give you life than
To take it back from you.
Both were unknowns.
     I mean,
You could have...

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Happiness is a butterfly that wakes up to fly in beauty one more day ,
Happiness is a drop of dew in the morning rain,
Happiness is...

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Yawn

The morning is here. 
The day is quiet for the moment. 
It will change quickly, without notice. 
I must hurry to get the chores done,...

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Circles

In the morning, 
I rise and the day is full 
of promise. 
I kneel before God, 
and ask... 
for his blessing
on my every step. 
Without...

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Life

Life is full of pain, 
and I don't know why? 

I do in fact...
know the Lord, 
I know Him... 
by name. 
He is with me....

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Butterfly

Butterfly sweet, 
lovely wings of gossamer gold. 
Stretch your tips to the stars, 
as that is the reality of freedom. 
Glide for hours above the...

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Broken Glass 

Bits of color...
washed up on the beach. 
Items that tell stories, 
about faraway places, 
new people, and old. 

Red like roses, fine wine...

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Yarn 

Lovely…
soft material, 
skeins, in colors…
of every hue.

Beauty captured…
in both fine, 
and rough textures. 
The possibilities…
the dreams;
held tightly, 
in simple paper strips.
Wrappers showing…
measured weights,
and lengths
displayed.
The...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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It came
             quite unbidden.
         ...

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Our Flag Waved 
in a foreign land...

Given the taste, 
of sweet, 
savory, freedom...
The people cry out for more. 
Scared they are about to be, 
mummified...

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Priorities in the Desk Drawer

Days are less important, 
moments have taken on a whole...
new, meaning. 
The shadow of the last rays, 
are savored, 
cherished, 
and...

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The Map Undrawn

Written in the snow, 
by angels...
made from the bodies,
of the innocent. 

The way to heaven... 
is seen, 
fleeting in its passing, 
like a...

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Older Than I Remember

Things have not gone, 
the way that you believe they should. 
I have not said a thing. 
Things are not what they...

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Explosions
in my mind…

I want to compress my head. 
It is getting larger. 
I am angry…
with, 

(a long sigh)
(the gurgle sound of water draining)
(a hushed unspoken...

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