Thoughts On Being Diagnosed With Cancer
I'm a 63 year old grandad and I'm married to wonderful lady. We hope to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary in May 2012. We have two children adopted as babies, a boy and a girl, and a niece who we treat and regard as our daughter, we also have a grand-daughter and another on the way.
My poem, reflects my thoughts, feelings and emotions shortly after I was diagnosed with cancer. Perhaps it may help some other sufferers or their family members to read it, and I offer it on that basis.
John Kehoe - 24th. November 2010.
Some weeks ago through medical doubt
I met someone I'd heard lots about
I never thought our paths would cross
Our meeting left me at a loss.
I'd had no contact with this guy
He picked me out...... I wonder why?
He's very sneaky, changes disguise
I've made small payments towards his demise,
But he moves about with sadistic glee
And now he takes revenge on me.
He's never redundant nor on the dole
He violates your inner soul.
He's sometimes slow and sometimes swift
But the net result is Satans' gift.
What can I do now he's moved in?
He's hurting now my next of kin.
He's no compassion no fear no shame
It's no surprise cancer's his name.
World-wide great efforts attack this thing,
And wondrous improvements this will bring
They'll drain his strength give him the sack
Once beaten he'll have no way back
It may be too late for you or me
But we'll fight our corner as best can be.
With help from family and friends
With medical treatment and new trends
We'll do our best through smooth and rough
To stay real positive ....... hang in tough.
And maybe before our final breath
We may rejoice at cancers death.
I'm a 63 year old grandad and I'm married to wonderful lady. We hope to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary in May 2012. We have two children adopted as babies, a boy and a girl, and a niece who we treat and regard as our daughter, we also have a grand-daughter and another on the way.
My poem, reflects my thoughts, feelings and emotions shortly after I was diagnosed with cancer. Perhaps it may help some other sufferers or their family members to read it, and I offer it on that basis.
John Kehoe - 24th. November 2010.
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Some weeks ago through medical doubt
I met someone I'd heard lots about
I never thought our paths would cross
Our meeting left me at a loss.
I'd had no contact with this guy
He picked me out...... I wonder why?
He's very sneaky, changes disguise
I've made small payments towards his demise,
But he moves about with sadistic glee
And now he takes revenge on me.
He's never redundant nor on the dole
He violates your inner soul.
He's sometimes slow and sometimes swift
But the net result is Satans' gift.
What can I do now he's moved in?
He's hurting now my next of kin.
He's no compassion no fear no shame
It's no surprise cancer's his name.
World-wide great efforts attack this thing,
And wondrous improvements this will bring
They'll drain his strength give him the sack
Once beaten he'll have no way back
It may be too late for you or me
But we'll fight our corner as best can be.
With help from family and friends
With medical treatment and new trends
We'll do our best through smooth and rough
To stay real positive ....... hang in tough.
And maybe before our final breath
We may rejoice at cancers death.
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