Slim, pale skin,
thin strands of red tresses
frame your face and
cascade past your shoulders.
You tug at them, push them around,
they used to be more.
Four surgeries,
five medicines a day and
it's been nearly two decades since
you could do little else but pray.
They told you there's no hope,
the cancer is just too far gone
and though you're in treatment now,
you've just had this for too long.
Take her home, they told your mom,
let her rest and fade away.
But an angel on Earth gave her questions to ask,
he told her not to obey.
And here you are,
eighteen years down,
you've got a degree and goals.
It's a hard world to live in
no matter who you are,
but you're used to going beyond doing
what you're told.
You'd heard it before,
that you couldn't do it,
you tuned it out, you proved them wrong.
Your story is unbelievable,
your ambition unrivaled,
Your future's been bright all along.
Your hair may be thin
since it was once gone,
your body may not move
quite as well.
But your mind is still sharp,
your heart is still full,
and you've got the world in your hands,
I can tell.
thin strands of red tresses
frame your face and
cascade past your shoulders.
You tug at them, push them around,
they used to be more.
Four surgeries,
five medicines a day and
it's been nearly two decades since
you could do little else but pray.
They told you there's no hope,
the cancer is just too far gone
and though you're in treatment now,
you've just had this for too long.
Take her home, they told your mom,
let her rest and fade away.
But an angel on Earth gave her questions to ask,
he told her not to obey.
And here you are,
eighteen years down,
you've got a degree and goals.
It's a hard world to live in
no matter who you are,
but you're used to going beyond doing
what you're told.
You'd heard it before,
that you couldn't do it,
you tuned it out, you proved them wrong.
Your story is unbelievable,
your ambition unrivaled,
Your future's been bright all along.
Your hair may be thin
since it was once gone,
your body may not move
quite as well.
But your mind is still sharp,
your heart is still full,
and you've got the world in your hands,
I can tell.
Author notes
I interviewed the most extraordinary woman today ... she's overcome odds I never thought a person could overcome and still have the most positive outlook and good intentions. She survived brain cancer and graduated college this past June, and I am so overwhelmed and inspired by her drive. I HAD to write about her.
...What do you think?
Comments
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Thats so nice of you to write such a poem, and it was good too...!!!!!!!!!
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What an inspiring story! It's so sad when people give up hope like that, but it's always nice to know there's a happy ending somewhere!
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Ah! It didn't give it the applause I asked it to!
Ah, well. Here you go.
Also: Here are where some of the awkward bits were:
It's a hard world to live in
no matter who you are,
^I'm not sure why, but that doesn't fit in with the rest.^
your body may not move
quite as well.
^Maybe you should put And at the beginning?^

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This is beautiful. While some of the wording is a tiny bit awkward, it really just adds to the charm of it.
I'm amazed that this woman survived...



