For P R
They come to me looking for a voice.
A way to tell their story.
A way to communicate with the world.
Melanoma.
Brain Cancer.
Surgery.
Radiation.
Chemo.
Repeat.
I never understood why you weren't angry.
Angry at your fate.
Angry at God
How are you today?
"Happy to have one more day."
Now there are no more days.
The last one, gone.
Your voice,
Your story,
Will stay with me for a lifetime.
A way to tell their story.
A way to communicate with the world.
Melanoma.
Brain Cancer.
Surgery.
Radiation.
Chemo.
Repeat.
I never understood why you weren't angry.
Angry at your fate.
Angry at God
How are you today?
"Happy to have one more day."
Now there are no more days.
The last one, gone.
Your voice,
Your story,
Will stay with me for a lifetime.
posted by godfreysmama at
5:11 PM
1 Comments:
That was really beautiful, poignant, and extremely touching. Who wrote that? And who is P R?
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