Cancer Poems - Page 2

  1. 21. A Lesson For Life

    • By Mema
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2009

    (I miss you and will never forget you!)
    RIP: Aharon. I've heard so much about him, but never met him. He made an impact on my life, I just wish I could've met him face to face!

    I never met him
    but he means a lot
    He was a friend
    but only in my mind

    Inspirational and caring
    heartwarming and kind
    He had many friends
    people thinking of him all the time

    I wish I met him
    before he passed on
    But cancer struck him
    they finally thought it was gone

    It returned with full strength
    we all sat and embraced
    What would happen next
    Sadly, it took him with many others

    I never said goodbye
    didn't have a chance to say hello
    I miss him inside
    and wish he didn't have to go

    I love him for his strength, hope, and gratitude
    He always had reason to be in a bad mood

    He still looked for the best in everyone and everything
    he taught me lessons that I will remember for life!

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  2. 22. My Big Brother

    I wrote this poem for my brother Robert(48) who has terminal pancreatic cancer. I just wanted to let him know how much I love him.

    Brother With Cancer

    Forgive me dear brother for all my tears
    But my heart it aches with so much pain,
    Why you? My precious brother
    But no-one can explain.

    It's life I'm told, it's life
    But that doesn't help the pain
    For if i could have one wish in the world
    You know I'd make you better again.

    You're the one who always knows what to do or say
    You're the one who keeps us together,
    You're the one I thought would always be here
    To love me forever and ever.

    A brother in a million that's what you are
    Always been by my side,
    Praying for a miracle each and every day
    So we can all get off this rollercoaster ride.

    But my words are not sent to make you sad
    I simply just want to say "thank you"
    For I'm so very proud to be your sister
    You're so precious my brother - I love you!

    XXX

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  3. 23. To My Mom

    • By Jennifer Correa
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 2013

    I wrote this poem one month before my mom passed away from cancer. I was 18 years old and about to graduate from high school. My mom, Rebecca King, was the strongest, most amazing woman I have ever known.

    Keep Fighting Cancer Poem

    In your eyes I see the pain,
    Slowly the tears roll down, they won't refrain.

    I look down to the floor as if I'm hiding,
    As I whisper, "Mom keep fighting. Keep fighting."

    As I reach for your hand so strong yet so weak,
    I notice the paleness in each cheek.

    I am so afraid what do I do?
    I can only pray God will guide us through.

    I lean over to kiss you goodnight.
    Darkness lingers when I turn out the light.

    As I walk out I look back through the glass.
    Please don't give up mom. "This too shall pass."

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  4. 24. Mother And Son

    • By Tim O''Connor
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2014

    I lost my Mom a few weeks ago to Cancer. She was 80 years old. She was not only my Mom, but my best friend. Through all the good times and hardships, she never stopped loving me.

    A tired woman filled with fear,
    Her angry child sheds a tear.
    A last embrace consoles the soul,
    While evil forces take their toll.
    Fleeting moments, silent cries,
    The light extinguished from her eyes.
    Her hand held tight, a child's kiss,
    A mother's touch her son will miss.
    A mighty fight, she struggled so,
    A battle lost to deadly foe.
    The room grows dark, her child near,
    His Mom at peace in heaven's care.

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  5. 25. I Hate You Cancer

    • By Carolyn Pritts
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2009

    This poem is in memory of Vickie Frier and
    Leon Frier, Both who lost their lives to cancer.

    I hate you I hate you
    Oh why can't you see?
    How you took my heart and broke it
    When you took them from me!

    She was my favorite Aunt you see
    For only a short time
    And then you came and took her
    While she was in her prime

    She was there to lend a hand
    When you thought you had no one at all
    But that was until the day
    That YOU came to call!

    She suffered for so long
    And was always in pain
    You took a beautiful woman
    And made her die in vain

    He was my favorite Uncle
    No, there is no doubt
    And then you came into his life
    And ripped my heart right out!

    You took a great big man
    And made him so small
    So when the angels came to get him
    It was not him at all!

    He worked so hard to fight you
    And stay with his kids and wife
    But No, you would not leave him
    Until you took his life!

    You may think you won this time
    But just you wait and see
    One day, we will be together in heaven
    Vickie, Leon and me!

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  6. 26. Fight For Life

    I wrote this poem while my 13 year old son Sinjin was in ICU fighting for his Life. Writing poems helps to keep me sane as he fights cancer with courage. I love you son keep living strong.

    Fight For Life
    Storms of life are strong enough
    without cancer stepping in,
    Came creeping through the back door
    just counting on a win.
    Engaging you in battle
    we firmly stand our ground,
    Armed with courage, faith and hope,
    our child's life we surround..
    This fight rages day and night
    the will to surivive is strong,
    We will never surrender
    In our lives you don't belong.
    Prepare yourself to lose this time
    our child's life you won't take,
    This is a fight you will not win
    Cancer, make no mistake!

    ©2007 By Lorna Mahan Sinjin's mom

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  7. 27. More Time

    • By Shavon McClendon
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2008

    I wrote this the week my sister passed from a fight with cancer. I will always miss her and try everday to deal with the pain.

    Hold love ones close to you
    Don't stray away whatever you do
    Once the time you have is gone it's gone
    And the feeling is unbearable
    Time waits on no one
    I keep telling myself not today
    All day I pray
    Help me god! Help me god! Help me!
    Can we go back please God let me
    It's too late
    Can things be undone please please
    I'll pay any rate
    No it's too late
    My heart is filled with pain
    The tears come down like rain
    We can't change things now
    But my mind is racing with "what if"
    Why can't cancer end like a fairytale or even be a myth
    Somebody please take this sorrow
    It's too late
    Time does not wait

    Love you always "Ton"

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  8. 28. I Wish I Could Stop The Rain Falling

    • By Ellie
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2009

    This poem was written about my Dad who was diagnosed with cancer 2 months ago.

    It was raining the day you told us,
    And ever since I feel like it has not stopped pouring down.
    I wish I could stop the rain falling,
    And hold your head up and not let you drown.

    I can see it has taken your smile,
    As you stare out the window and watch it rain.
    I wish I could stop the rain falling,
    Hold your hand and take away your pain.

    I wonder how you must be feeling inside,
    I guess the rain reflects your outer side.
    I wish I could stop the rain falling,
    And sit with you until it all subsides.

    I wish that curse would disappear,
    I wish that rain could drown your feelings.
    I wish that you were not living with this fear,
    I wish I Could stop the rain falling.

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  9. 29. My Wish

    • By Shelliegh Southard
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2008

    I wrote this poem after my son was diagnosed at 4 with a rare brain stem cancer. As a mom, this was MY WISH

    Baby With Cancer Poem

    My wish this year
    Is for you to remain here
    I wouldn't know what to do
    If forced to lose you

    That beautiful smile on your face
    Always illuminates a gloomy place
    The love that you show me
    The way you try to make me see

    You will always be my baby boy
    That sparkle in your eyes gives me joy
    Holding you from the moment you were born
    Memories will be comfort, when it's time to mourn

    When it's time for you to leave
    It will be hard for me to believe
    I hope you will feel my last touch
    Baby boy, I will miss you so much

    If I have to say goodbye
    All I will do is cry
    Watching my little boy go
    My heart will ache with sorrow

    When you're gone watch over me
    Baby boy make me see
    The wings that you earn,
    and also the message, I need to learn

    My wish this year
    Is for you to remain here
    I wouldn't know what to do
    If forced to lose you

    My baby boy
    I will always love you

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  10. 30. Good Mommy

    • By Mary B. Downes
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    You can't prepare for the harshness and reality of the sickness and death of your Mother.

    Hospital As Cancer Kills Mother

    You can't prepare for this:
    the DNR in red letters,
    last rites over,
    the monitors off,
    the harsh fluorescent lights,
    the curtains drawn,
    and the bed rail down
    because there is no place left
    for your mother to fall.

    And then you see her,
    one eye half open,
    her hands clawed like eagle talons,
    her dry lips form an O of surprise,
    and the tangled blue diamonds
    of her hospital gown.

    You reach for her,
    bury your face
    in the wing of her collarbone,
    caress her cool cheeks,
    then run your hands
    down the rough cotton blanket,
    feel how small she is.

    Your chest is tight and aches;
    this is what heart break
    feels like, and now
    you know.

    You hear a rustle,
    a young nurse presses
    tissues and a phone
    into your shaking hands,
    ring ring ring ring,
    but it's rush hour
    and no one's home, yet.

    You sit down so the nurse
    can close your mother's eyes
    and fold her hands on her chest,
    while you stare at the table,
    her dentures, her silver eyeglasses,
    and the thick novel you brought
    because she was supposed to live
    through this night,
    and the next.

    You have some time
    to straighten her matted wig,
    brush some pink blush
    on her waxy cheeks,
    rub vanilla gloss
    on her chapped lips,
    spray her wrists
    with sweet lavender cologne.

    You remember
    how much she liked cheap beer,
    long cigarettes, and television,
    how she knit you a white sweater
    with three black kittens
    for the first day of school,
    how she got drunk one night
    and called you a tramp.

    You regret telling her
    to go straight to hell,
    because you know
    she had a hard time
    raising three kids alone,
    Besides, fourteen years
    of bone cancer
    was hell enough.

    You drag your chair to the bed,
    wipe the hot tears from your face,
    rub her stick thin legs,
    and whisper,
    'You were a good mommy,'
    the same words
    you will write on a slip of paper
    and tuck behind the crepe pillow,
    just before they close her casket.

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  11. 31. The "Good" Cancer

    • By Sophie Katele
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2007

    This is dedicated to anyone who has had cancer come into their lives. This is also dedicated to every thyroid cancer patient who has had somebody tell them they have a "good" cancer because it's pretty treatable. We all know NO cancer is good.

    Poem About Thyroid Cancer

    The Doctors told me because I have Thyroid Cancer that I have a "good cancer."
    I never knew there was a better type of cancer to have.
    They said it is very treatable so it's the best to have.
    Why do I have to have any type of cancer?
    It caused just as much pain.
    It made myself and loved ones worry just as much.
    I might lose my hair like other people with cancer.
    I still have to take medications everyday to keep myself alive.
    I go to bed every night praying I'll wake up the next day.
    My parents still cry and worry that they will outlive their daughter.
    I still have to see doctors all the time.
    I don't get to see my friends as much because I get sick a lot.
    I look tired all the time.
    I don't understand how this is a "good" cancer.
    I've been beating my cancer for two years now.
    Like other cancers, it can come back when it wants to.
    I still have to get cancer scans & tensions rise out of worry.
    I have to stop my medication and be put in isolation.
    I spent two summers of my life doing cancer treatments.
    I had to drop out of school for 9 months.
    Now I'm behind my class and getting back on my feet.
    Like people with other cancers, I always end up thinking I might not survive it.
    I'm a 21 year old cancer patient.
    I get sick easier than most my age.
    I don't get to go out as much as I like because I'm tired a lot.
    Please somebody tell me how this is a "good" cancer.
    Most associate the word cancer with death.
    How is this "good"?
    I'm not going to give up though.
    I refuse to let my parents bury me.
    I don't want to leave my friends.
    I want to go out with them and be the crazy bubbly girl I used to be.
    I refuse to stop dating.
    I refuse to stop planning my future.
    I want to get married and have my own children.
    Yes, I've become stronger from all of this.
    However, I still don't see how this is a "good" cancer.

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  12. 32. Word Never Spoken, Cancer

    I wrote this poem for my 13 year old Son Sinjin who has Burkitts Lymphoma and has been at war with cancer since May 2007. He has been fighting so very hard and we pray he can beat this horrible monster.
    Living strong Sinjin's mom

    Word Never Spoken
    Many Lives Shattered
    Hearts Being Broken
    Turn Back The Clock
    The Word Never Spoken

    CANCER

    Having No Preference
    You Take Young And Old
    You're Heartless and Cruel
    So Ruthless And Bold

    CANCER

    How Do You Choose
    Who You Attack
    After You Leave
    Please Never Come Back

    CANCER

    Searching For The Cure
    A Puzzle Piece A Day
    Tomorrow We May Find It
    Then You Will Go Away

    CANCER


    ©2007 By Lorna Mahan Sinjin's Mom

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  13. 33. Poem For A Brother-in-law Battling Cancer

    • By Heather Weitz
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2011

    My brother-in-law was battling cancer and slowly loosing the battle...he was faced with a hard decision to keep trying the treatments and be sick all the time, or let nature takes it's course. I needed him to know we were all there for support with whatever decision he should make, and that we loved him so. Rest In Peace Keith, Love You Always!

    Feeling tired
    Feeling weak
    With all the pain you do not seek

    Feeling scared and unprepared
    Are feelings that we all share

    In whatever you decide
    We will be by your side

    We all hold hands with each other
    With love and hope for you my brother

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  14. 34. Cancer Stole My Friend

    • By Serena Oritz
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2016

    Ever feel like cancer stole your friend? Ever think if cancer only knew what a great person your friend was, maybe it wouldn't have taken them?

    Poem About Wanting More Time With A Friend

    Cancer took my best friend, don't you see?
    Time was a ticking bomb thrust in me.
    Did black cats traverse my way?
    Did bad luck linger over me day to day?
    If cancer would have examined my heart,
    Would angels be grabbing you to depart?
    If I knew our bond was made of an hour glass,
    I'd pile stacks of love around your heart, make cancer pass
    To give me those last ticking moments and make them exquisite,
    Make our friendship stand on cement for us no longer having to split.
    If cancer had any idea what beauty laid within your soul,
    I can promise it would have seen the glow.
    I saw it the moment we became friends.
    Tick...tick...tock...my heart will burst when time ends.
    Silence began moments ago,
    When a voice said its time to let go.
    No!...please!...no!
    Tick...
    Tick...
    Tock...
    I could not stop the
    Clock...
    Cancer stole my
    Friend.

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  15. 35. Me, My Friend, And Cancer

    • By Mohamed Al Marzouqi
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2011

    I never had a friendship with my dad, but my friend who is older has made me more family than anyone I could think of. Today he is sick with a cancer stage 4, so this goes out to him.

    I thought I had big problems
    Until I realized your problems
    Chemotherapy visits and checks
    And months without an answer
    Now I really feel shame and sick
    My problem is nothing but a basic
    I don't know how much you suffered
    Or your internal been injured
    You bring hot tears to my eyes
    And my heart from sorrow it fries
    You look healthy yet you are stage four
    In the hospital out there looking for a cure
    But I have faith in you now even more
    You will fight the cancer and win the war
    I apologize for my ignorance earlier
    Going on about me when you have a cancer
    My world has become broken and lost.
    And the expanses your chemo most cost
    Struggling abroad to make a living
    Across the globe you are praying
    That all this problem can be solved
    Your family and friends can be involved

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  16. 36. Cancer

    • By Adrianna Smith
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2015

    My name is Adrianna Smith. I am a 17 year old poet. I've been writing poetry all my life. I love the written word almost as much as I love music. I am a deeply sensitive person and I express my feelings with music, stories, but most of all poems. I am daddy's little angel! I wrote this one when I was 14 years old when my dad was diagnosed with throat cancer.

    Poem About Fear Of Losing Dad To Cancer

    My daddy has cancer
    I don't know what to do
    I'm praying that we'll make it through
    My daddy has cancer
    I want to help somehow
    But there is nothing
    That I can do for now
    My daddy has cancer
    And the whole family is sad
    Cancer is scary
    I don't want to lose my dad
    Sometimes at night when I'm awake and all the world's asleep
    I'm watching TV and can hear my daddy weep
    The cancer is hurting him
    I can really tell
    Coughing and hacking and being really sick
    It's shaken me to the bone, all the way to the core
    The doctors say that daddy may never speak again
    It is insanity; it's unbelievable
    This cancer needs to go
    We're searching for a cure so it will go away
    If we don't do anything, this unwanted disease will stay

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  17. 37. Floundering

    • By Dr. Jamie Y. Marable
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2015

    I wrote this poem during my first visit with my mother after learning a few days before Christmas that she has Stage IV kidney cancer. I do not live in the same state as my mother, but spent the Christmas holiday with her. During our time together, I struggled with a range of emotions. I wanted to be a source of support for my mother, and yet I was still digesting the news and trying to come to terms with it.

    Poem About Struggling With Mom's Cancer Diagnosis

    Emotion. Less.
    A tall order of contradictions
    Compassion
    Space
    Conversation -
    But not too much
    I am touched
    I smile
    Trying not to display pity or pain
    A mission impossible:
    Be her brave and silent warrior
    As she fights
    The battle of her lifetime
    I come up short
    Unarmed
    Untrained
    Ill-equipped
    Faith floundering
    Fear overflowing

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