ToolsChemotherapy doneChemo is done, now I have time To reflect on what's gone Of those sorry experiences That challenged my being
Yet I must find myself Even to pat my shiny bald head Caress the rugged landscape Where breasts were once rooted
From arm to arm, across the chest Nervous palms softly caressed My son his head gently rested On plains once his comfort zone
Silently, the tears flowed But not in melancholy For there was only delight That cancer cells were severed
Now today I have time To be thankful for true rebirth To savor the taste of life and laughter To enjoy the beauty of nature
To love without restriction To be free knowing He's with me To be contented, my life's extended To share hope, more than anything.
By Phoolo Danny-Maharaj (written after I had chemotherapy in 2009 and felt a renewed spirit) |
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