Friday, May 15, 2009

Poems about Cancer



SLOW DANCE
Anonymous author - Possibly written by a six year old girl with terminal cancer in a New York Hospital

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask "How are you?"
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say "Hi"?
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

LIFE
by Jodie Cooke auxillary nurse, Ward 3 Wolverhampton Hospital, New Cross

Life is hard,
Life is tough,
You need to be strong,
And never give up.

There may be days,
That never seem to end,
And you feel like you,
Don't have a friend.

But keep on walking
Down that road,
Your friends will follow
And bear your load.

But face each day,
And what it brings,
And you'll be ready,
To face any thing.

JUST BECAUSE...

I am known by many people
But I have no friends.
Ill bring you pain and suffering
Your happiness I'll end.
My cold embrace, my chilling breath,
My silent deadly kiss.
I'll pick you up, then throw you down
Into my dark abyss.
I'm silent, I'm invisible.
I'm a killer you can't see.
I'll touch you when you least expect,
And I'll never set you free.
I don't hate, I don't discriminate.
I don't choose who plays my game.
Fat or black. Young or old.
To me you are all the same.
There is no reason for what I do.
There is no reason why.
I chose you just because...
It's time for you to die.

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