Cancer-Lord And Family Is My Cure Poem by Frank Pulver

What, why, how can this be
I know this is not happening to me
As the tears are running down my eyes
Hating this feeling that I am know starting to despise

Something that I have already went through
I got over it once and I guess it is something that I got to get used too
All I ever hear them say
Is that you are okay

Because they have a cure
It is funny to me because sometime I feel they are not really sure
I am sorry this poem that I sound so rude
And so crude

Boy I am so glad that everyone can't feel what I feel
Because then they would know that this pain is so real
As it hurts my heart, body and soul and at times it seems to get worst
But never hurt as day of my first

There is nothing worse than looking like a skeleton with all of these wire and tubes
And feeling like I am a science project in a class cube
Well I know there was a lot that I had to say
But I had to get it out, because I really know I am going to be okay

So yes as that pain will come and go
This is something that I surely know
That our days come and go really fast
But I know the Lord is going to keep me next to my Family and I am here to make it last

By Frank Pulver
Nov 29,2011