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My dad wrote this poem about his illness, and we wanted to share it. |
| We met a couple of years ago down where they sing those sad sad songs. They say soon everything will end. You told me we'll be together till the very end. When we first met, you changed my life like I was starting over. Now, I feel a little closer to heaven every day. I know my life would be different in every way. You’re my future. What happens to you happens to me. Oh can't you see, we are one in the same now. You’re my future. It must be true. Because you’re all I see, even if it’s in black and white now. I'm too tired to fight any more. You’re all I feel inside of me. You’re my future. Soon it will be time. The clocks stop ticking, the candle is burnt out. The stories are being told. When it finishes, I won't feel the fear because the end isn't out there. It’s right here. You are my cancer. |