She Has Breast Cancer

She has breast cancer.
She folds up and cries
until swollen eyes decorate
her delicate face.

Embraced, is darkness,
hopelessness, and sadness.

She wont accept any affection,
not even a hug or a kiss.
She has breast cancer
is what the doctor told her
on a cold, gray day in February.

She dropped suddenly to her knees,
saying, “Please, God please!!”

“Spare my life!”

“Let me live on!”

It takes a woman
Who is more than strong
To have the kind of faith
needed to keep on living.

The day she placed her hand
on her right breast and found a lump,
the planet stopped rotating,
it snowed in Florida,
it rained in the Sudan,
it became cold and unbearable
in that bathroom as she discovered
bad, bad, bad news.

Confused, she ran
to her husbands loving arms.

He became alarmed.
They talked about what to do.
Friends and family gathered.
Help for her was all that mattered.

Could modern or alternative medicine
find or provide an answer?? they wondered

As she broke the news...I have breast cancer.”

© Christopher Donshale Sims 11/22/2008