Stages

Dedicated to the brave survivors of breast cancer

As I start to dress,
And I touch my breast,
His words ring in my ears.
The sting in my eye
I want to deny;
The shock allays the tears

 

Mechanically bound,
Unsteadily sound,
I leave the building’s cold.
My eyes start to cloud,
The fear screams aloud,
Denial starts to fold.

 

Then anger beats pain,
The “Why me?” refrain.
A tear escapes my eye,
A droplet of rage
(Is it just a stage?),
Lord, will I really die?

 

A tear then for Dan,
My fine little man,
So brave when his dad died.
Lord, take this away,
This cancer decay;
Don’t make me leave his side.

 

Another for me --
The plans that won’t be
Slide slowly down my cheek.
The sadness I feel,
The bleakness so real,
From head to toe, I’m weak

 

Again a tear falls,
But then the Lord calls;
I feel His loving light.
My eyes fully fill,
The droplets then spill.
I know I’ll win this fight!

 

Self-pity aside,
My tears are of pride
For sisters in this war.
The cure is out there;
God Bless those who care.
Our victory is sure!

Reviews

[Annie K.]

Thank you so much for writing this poem. It will touch everyone who reads it emotionally because we have either faced cancer in our families or in a friend's family. No one is untouched by cancer. You should send this to the Breast Cancer Foundation... they would probably love to post this on their site, it will give so many people hope and remind those who have lost someone to cancer what the fight feels like. Kudos to you for writing this poem.

[lori c]

this is a very emotional write, and i imagine even more so for those who have experienced this devastating news. i do hope the words of the last line ring true for all. well done.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I applaud you! You have written something that could move mountains!

Bless you!