Thank you Cancer

The chair is not empty, it holds the heart and desires, pain and fear, joy and love of all who have rested. It's weathered wood, once a tree, it's legs in the sand of an ocean alive and vibrant with its ebb and flow. May our souls never feel empty but be ever knowing that life is beautiful and good, and full of hope even when we can't see it.

Thank you Cancer

I know you're not expecting this, 

a thank you from me to you. 

But Cancer you're quite deserving 

of this poem of gratitude. 

For you have taught me many things, 

I otherwise had missed. 

Like watching for the moon to rise 

through the rainy mist

I never would have seen each day 

quite like I do right now

or say thank you quite as often 

Or I love you as clear and loud

I never would have not have cared

If my floors were polished bright

Or worried quite so worriedly

if my clothes would fit just right

I never would have known the feeling

of a true and simple life, 

like taking time to sit in silence

or listen with no sight

just close my eyes and breathe in deep

embrace the moment given

and reach out into pureness 

to those I love in Heaven

I never would have let things go

that used to tear my down

Or find the silver lining 

amidst my tearful frown

You see you've 

changed me for the better

Though you've ravaged 

and frightened me

But through the anguish 

you brought on 

you made

 this change in me.

Cathie Cardwell 

9 May 2013