Louisiana Webs of Hope

~We Used To Be Healthy Too~

 Poems about Cancer

And sings the tune without the  words, And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


- Emily Dickinson

 

 

Fight For Life

©  Lorna Mahan

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!

 

 

Thief Of Life

©  Lorna Mahan
Thief of Life

Cancer you monster

let go of my son,

We won't let you take him,

don't think you have won.

Thought you could sneak in

like a thief in the night,

Trample our spirit,

then take my child's life.

You started this battle

but we'll win this war,

We caught you red handed,

you'll live no more.

We fight you with chemo

it's making him ill,

Your time here is short,

its you this will kill.

With courage and faith

his fear he'll walk through,

There is no surrender,

just the death of you!
 
 

5 Years Old

©  Kristie
What would you do
in 5 short years?
Would you make them the most
or hide from your fears?
Our little Cory
chose to live
Every day with a smile
and love to give
Though stricken with cancer
before he was one
his journey through life
had only begun
No matter how bad
he might have felt
He always knew how
to make your heart melt
Living life to its fullest
Each day he Awoke
He could make you smile
Every time he spoke
He filled the room
with laughter and tears
And touched many lives
in his 5 short years

He had a surprise
if you took his hand
then walk you outside
to his baseball land
It was the game he loved
more than anyone you know
Once his bat in hand
He'd put on a show
He would talk of his pets
if you'd lend him an ear
or anything else
you'd take time to hear
There were no strangers
to Cory Duane
He cared for everyone
no matter their name
The most amazing child
for such a young man
He looked up to his father
---- His biggest fan
When he was picked up at school
he beat all the kids out
with his arms opened wide
"That's my Dad" he would shout

They would wait on his brother
before going home with Dad
And spend the whole weekend playing
with every toy he had
He would tease his brothers
in his superman Jammies
and rock his guitar
like those at the Grammy's
Course Nana and Papa
would often stop by
to see that their "Precious"
was doing alright
At the close of day
He'd ask "Pat my Butt"
Knowing you'd take time
no matter what
He fought hard to beat
the disease he had
And would never complain
of feeling bad
It's certainly not fair
the battle he fought
All those who knew him
took in what he taught
For those who missed out
on life's smallest lesson
We're sorry you missed out
on our biggest blessing
For someone so young
his heart was of Gold
You would never have known
he was just 5 years old