Goodnight Our Hero
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To be brave is to cry
But still to fight on,
And that's what you did,
Our hero, our son.
Cancer, the dreaded "C" word. It has become such an epidemic in our society that people are loath to even mention its name. Cancer is a disease that can affect many different parts of the body. Some of these diseases are more serious than others. It is not only the disease that is painful but also the many way of treating it. Radiation treatments may kill the cancer but are also dangerous for the body. Chemotherapy comes with many side effects such as hair loss and severe nausea. The many faces of this disease challenge an individual to show their fighting spirit and will to live.
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To be brave is to cry
But still to fight on,
And that's what you did,
Our hero, our son.
I am so sorry. My great grandma died from cancer and so did my grandma. It must've been so hard for you. I can't imagine what you went through losing your son. I'm so sorry for your loss.
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Some weeks ago through medical doubt
I met someone I'd heard lots about
I never thought our paths would cross
Our meeting left me at a loss.
I just love this poem. I have lived through so many of these phases, as though I was the one writing it. My name is Sharon Gross. I’m 55, and in 2015 I was diagnosed with Adeno Carcinoma of...
What would you do
in 5 short years?
Would you make them the most
or hide from your fears?
I have 2 really good friends who were diagnosed with cancer. It sucks. One girl was only 9 years old and fought. She won, but now has to take therapy.
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When I lay there beside you,
Could you feel me there?
My arms were wrapped around you,
And I was stroking your hair.
My mother got cancer when I was 8. She survived and was in remission for a year, but when I was 12 she was diagnosed with cancer again. This time we all knew she would die, when she told us I...
My special sister, I want you to know how much you mean to me.
My special sister has strength and courage her whole family can see.
My special sister showed us all how to handle life's blows.
My special sister took it all in stride, smiled, and said, "That's how it goes."
I cried like a baby while reading this poem. I was the care giver to a very good friend of mine, Peggy Sue Smith. She was given the awful news that she six months without treatment to one...
It's not fair, I just can't let go.
I sit here and plead, why must she go?
She is my everything, my mom and my best friend.
I am now nearly 16, and I lost my mum to a 3 year battle of Secondary Glioblastoma when I was only 9. She was 39 when she passed. This poem has quickly become more important to me than any of...
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I remember your brave face through all the pain,
The day you told us and I tried to remain sane.
"I have breast cancer," you said as a matter of fact.
Yet you didn't shed a single tear; you stayed intact.
Hello, I am going to die from stage 4 breast cancer that has traveled into my lungs. My doctor told me that I had to think on the time that I had left. Was I just slapped, because I thought I...
Each month be sure to check your breasts
To ensure there aren't any unwanted guests.
Cancer's next victim I will not be.
Imagine there's no cancer.
It's easy if you try.
No pain or suffering
Or waiting just to die.
It would be so easy to just imagine this because so many people die from of cancer. My Meme died because of breast cancer.
So quiet and so deep,
I sit here and watch you sleep.
I watch you as your body lies peacefully.
I'm scared,
When cancer comes, we are always scared because we never know what will happen. My Meme had cancer. She died five years ago, and it is really sad. I cry almost every day. I wish God would...