Cancer cracks façade
time looms like a guillotine
set to slice off tumor.
Doctors poke and prod
awaiting new test results
demands jug of faith.
Dad is tranquilized
Mom is a basket of nerves
Sister asks for help.
I busy my mind
picturing a good outcome
for this affliction.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
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