Cancer Poem by Teens

My name is Hannah. I wrote this poem about my grandmother, who passed away 6 months after being diagnosed with cancer. She was my rock. I hope she is proud of me!!! R.I.P Nenaw :)!!!!!! You will always walk beside me...

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My Husband was diagnosed with cancer of the esophagus in October 2011, he had been ill for a year prior to this. He was given 8 months because the cancer had migrated in to the lymph nodes in …

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Published: Jun 2013

You, I Will Not Forget

We haven't seen each other in a while
But when I think of our memories I still smile

You told me you had cancer like it was nothing at all
I cried my eyes out and hit a wall

I didn't want you to go through that alone
And I hid my emotions not letting them be shown

I tried to help but didn't know what to do
But every single day I said that I loved you

I wanted you to smile every single day
And I wouldn't let cancer get in your way

I did my best and always prayed
I asked myself why you were taken away

Now your a beautiful angel watching over me
I'm going to make you proud just wait and see

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  • by Angela, Bolsover Derbyshire
  • 6/18/2014

My Husband was diagnosed with cancer of the esophagus in October 2011, he had been ill for a year prior to this.
He was given 8 months because the cancer had migrated in to the lymph nodes in his chest.
My darling husband actually lived until June 2013, it was an absolute hell. To watch my big strong man deteriorate to a 7 stone very very sick man, it was horrendous.
He never complained but bore his illness bravely. In January 2013 my husband was diagnosed with a brain tumor, this destroyed the man I knew, he couldn't remember how to use his phone had difficulty feeding himself, became incontinent so had to be fitted with a catheter, which he couldn't understand. For him such a proud and very particular dress wise being an ex Grenadier, was unbearable.
I miss him every single day, I don't see any purpose to my life any more, he was my rock, my best friend and my sole mate, the future holds no pleasure for me now.

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