Whatever I may wonder,
You're never far behind,
When cancer rears it's ugly head,
It nestles in the mind.
To hear the words all clear,
Is a blessing that is true,
But the evil of the Devil,
Well, it leaves its mark on you.
For fear lies in the shadows,
True fear in every way,
It's hard to shake off the feeling,
That you may return one day.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A superb poem! Appreciated the inbuilt phylosophy and the truth. Truthfully put..5 stars
Thanks for your kind comment! Much appreciated.