My Silent Plea

My recent health problems faded into insignificance two weeks ago....Please pray with me.

Icy fingers are clutching me
Gripping so tight,
But I can't feel them touching me
Try as I might.
I'm like a stone without feeling
After the word,
Cancer; my senses are reeling
At what I've heard.

Might be cancer, doctor has said,
I'm in deep shock
Can't take it in, I've lost the thread,
I try to block
Dark thoughts from rising in my mind.
Images there,
Already plentiful I find,
I gulp for air.

I look at my husband's calm face,
Love floods my heart,
Of fear there isn't any trace,
I'll do my part.
He takes my hand, he's understood
My silent plea,
I'd take his place if I could,
Let it be me.