Years ago 1993 I had a fright
I thought I was going to die
The doctor broke the news I had cancer
all I could do was ask God why?
My mate was there to hold my hand
and he never did let go
He encouraged me to take the treatment
it will be okay we will just take it slow
I rolled up into my cocoon of pity
feeling sick and sad in every way
But I took my treatment as I was told
and lived to count each day
I came alive again through remission
and the support of my dear mate
Until the year 1996, the cancer returned
again I felt I had met my fate
Depressed and bewildered I gave up
back into the cocoon I rolled
My mate was there once again
Precious, you have to fight, you can't fold
With his strength at my side
I watched the pain he went through
Each day holding my hand and helping me
making me happy doing whatever he could do
Taking Chemotherapy was really tough
this second time to go around
Life became more valuable to me
a new meaning to living I had found
The most important things in life
are your health, your family and friends
Back into remission I went again
my life had meaning now on the mend
Again in 1999 I was dianosed once more
the cocoon was becoming a habitual home
It became a natural illness to accept for me
so I began the procedure and felt alone
I've been in remission since 1999
seems rebirth this time is working fine
Hopefully I have finally defeated the disease
God will let me know in time
Gold trophy winner
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