Jackie Thielman (U.S.A.)

Hey, my name is Hope
And that is just the thing I need “Hope”
People always say there is hope
In my story it is just in grasp

Cancer is the thing in my life that needs hope
And my pappy who smoked dope
Where I live there are guns
And my neighbor’s son
Never has fun

It all started on my birthday
Two years ago
That is when found out that my dad was gay
Then my mom left
I was very sad
And mad at my dad

After two week my dad died
Then I was put into foster care
I got lung cancer at the fair

Laying in the hospital bed
Gasping for the last bit of air
There was a slim chance of HOPE
The cancer has disappeared in mid air

With in the next year
My health improved
And I got a new family
A new happy health family

I hope that you take this short poem in to your grasp and see that Hope is far from your grasp in bad times.
Poem Writer,
By: Jackie Thielman