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This is written to express someones feelings of having survived cancer. |
| A CUP OF HOPE BY LISA ANN NOE Some like coffee some like tea, I invite you to share a cup of hope with me. I survived, as many will, This frightening and horrific ordeal. It seems to be somewhat surreal. There’s largely some sorrow and greatly some pain, But mostly there’s a good measure of hope. There’s no time now, no time to mope. The future brings with a reason to cheer, Because I made it through another year. Cancer they say has reason abound, To bring with it tears and bring them out loud. Pink ribbons and bows adorn my all I shed tears for those who had to fall. Sad tiding are these, I dare not say For I live to fight another day. |