Chomping Poem by Donal Mahoney

Chomping



For some, too soon.
But none know when.

For some she's still
a child at 49

with cancer
in the gut

spreading,
chomping.

Stage 4,
the doctors say.

Chemo
may help.

Runs in the family.
Brother survived it.

For some, too soon.
But none know when.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: illness
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