C

 

Cancer, the plague of the age

Lays over our lives

In a blanket of unease

Taste our fear, see it in each other’s eyes

Just mention the C word

How it grip our minds

 

No – it’s not new

Been around a long long time

But then again, today’s news

Brought carelessly to my mailbox

From a dear, beloved friend

Cancer tolls the knell of parting ways

 

Shall I ever see again

Or laugh with you, dear friend?

What does your future hold,

Beyond much anguish?

 

All Writings and Images Copyright © Peter Crowson Updated October 2021