Sickness Poem

Courage While Diagnosed With Cancer

I wrote this poem after I was told that I have cancer. I hope the poem will give strength and hope to those who have been stricken with this terrible condition. My prayers are with each and every one of them. God bless us all.

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How A Day Changes

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Published: June 2017

It started out a nice day,
Warm, sunny, and bright.
But then something happened
That turned the day into night.

The tests are done and over,
And all the results are in.
Now I only have to wait
To see if I lose or win.

I'm sure it won't be long now
Before the answers are heard.
It's just a matter of time
Before I'm given the word.

He's coming into my room,
In his smock so snowy white.
Will this bright sunny day
Become a dark, dreary night?

I could see it in his face.
He had no reason to speak.
I just prayed that when he did
I'd be strong instead of weak.

"You have got cancer," he said,
"And it's not good, it's stage four."
"I'll leave you alone for now,"
Then turned and went out the door.

An awful thing, this cancer.
It takes your strength and might
And as much as you want to,
You've got no power to fight.

Yes, my day did turn to night.
My greatest fear just came true.
How much time do I have left
Before my whole life is through?

Will I have time to do things
Before I reach my last day?
Or will the good Lord above
Want to take me right away?

What about my family?
How will they get on with life?
Will my children be okay?
What will happen to my wife?

I'll fight to the very end,
Hang on as long as I can.
I won't give up that easy.
To the end I'll be a man.

It's going to be real hard,
But I will fight all the way
To turn that dark, dreary night
Back to a bright, sunny day.

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