Monday, January 22, 2007

the Cancer fighter

She would hold a daffodil in her hand
Twirl it around to see if it would make a sound
She'd smile with a tear
Laugh and look up at me
And all you could see was a pair of eyes that were just full of glee

She'd run under the rain like a child
Not caring one bit if the wind was wild
She'd hold out her arms as if in welcome to raindrops
Opening her mouth to taste every drop
I miss her and all her mishaps
The lengths she went to to forget what is it she had

A month or two later on
She was in a hospital with not much time left to go on
You'd hear her still laugh away
Even as she knew she was in her dying days

As she slowly gave in to the dark force
You could barely make out a small smile on her face
She went peacefully
As the Cancer took her away

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note: never take anyone for granted

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