Pancreatic cancer

Pancreatic cancer

A Poem by Linda alexander

A guest visited
There were no courteous calls
A guest visited from some where
Guest claimed he is not a guest

He is a changed system of my own
There were no warnings of his visit
He simply said come and hold my hand
I will take you to cross this bridge

I am known as pancreatic cancer stage four
Painless journey if you come with me
I told him I can not come at least for some time
He held my hands and he dragged me to death

© 2025 Linda alexander


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Added on December 7, 2025
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Linda alexander
Linda alexander

New Hyde Park, NY



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I am a writer and I used to write since I was nineteen years old. I grew up in a house with huge library. I read some of those books to be accurate I will say very few. I saw individuals reading day a.. more..