Wednesday, January 4, 2012


There's nothing corny
and nothing callously old story
about breast cancer,
just a funny odd feeling on one side you said.

The cancer is now dying within you
as you are living beautifully with it.
Your vibrancy outshines the dark lump
that it once was.

Your new look is Sinead O'Connor
and people make misguided comments
turning bright red when you
tell them your straightforward truth.

Blessed are you and determined with heart.
Angels surround you,
whispering soft songs in your ear.
Carrying you in their love forever.

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