Cancer. Poem by Hannah York

I will never forget that fateful day,
Haunting me in its terrible way.
As soon as they said you were to die,
There was nothing I could do but cry.

Seconds ticking by,
Oh the minutes seem to fly,
Each one louder than the last,
The time it seems to fly so fast.

Soon your breaths become laboured and weak,
Then at once you cease to speak.

I will never forget your name,
Carved like the screaming of your pain.
Or the way your cry,
As you prepare to inevitably die.

You seem to fade,
Within a matter of days.

Instead of Rupert or Gloria,
Now I'm acquainted with Cancer.

Happy smiles seem far away,
But etched in my memory they stay,
And I know that come what may,
You will be with me in your own special way.

Life without you will be strange,
But the love in my heart will never change.