A Valiant Fight
I don’t want to go, you said
The words still echo in my head
Valiantly you held on tight
Loving life, even as you had to give up the fight
A month of hell, six weeks at least
It seemed so sudden
And yet long expected
If only in September I knew it was the last month of “normal”
Quality time with my family as a whole
Nightly rituals of television, Pogo games, and time with the dogs
Bi-weekly trips of life extending drugs
The poison slowly creeping into the bloodstream
Trying to keep the ever growing monsters from being the winning team.
For only so long can one enjoy only the taste of a flavor
Before it prematurely snuffs the light and all is over
You fought bravely
We lost dearly
Copyright © Robyn Graivier | Year Posted 2016
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