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Cancer
March 3, 2012
I heard that you had died today
And in my woe did I.
But smile I had and said no thing
To stop myself a lie.
The man who knocked upon the door
Whose face was of a pig.
And so I cried, and pulled my hair
To show it was a wig.
I wept and cried upon the day
For I know me no change.
I cast my hopes and loveless tears
For death’s within my range.
The cancer cells will grow with speed
And eat me from inside.
And so these tears I cry for you
Are hers when I have died.
© Lauren M., Phoenix, AZ
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