Second Birth
Group got cancelled here tonight
And with it closure not done right;
For I'd decided coming up
That Christmas time best be enough.No, not enough as if it's gone,
More, going still was somehow wrong –
That I had chosen – “sick or well?”
“Move into life, or stay in hell?”–And chosen life – whatever's there,
However long, I'd better dare
To move ahead, push back the dark,
Un-furl, and sail my little bark.But I had wished to bid farewell:
To those who' d walked with me through hell;
To Tanis – leader of our group
Whose patience focused whirling soup;To other members there or past
Who'd shared their insights, lifeline cast
To one adrift in stormy sea,
Who shared “Here's how it ’fected me”.It may be I'll be in and out,
Depending if another bout
Of cancer rears its ugly head
Some time twixt now and when I'm dead.I thank you all, it's been a blast;
I wish you well – till meet at last
Someday, somewhere, this life or next,
And pray they'll get your cancer fixed.Thanks.
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