God Can You Hear Me?
in Dying Poems
My eyes fill with tears,
And I could hardly see
This cancer is stealing my father
Slowly away from me.
in Dying Poems
My eyes fill with tears,
And I could hardly see
This cancer is stealing my father
Slowly away from me.
This poem touched my heart in so many ways! I'm writing this through tears. On June 23, 2019, I lost my dad to cancer. I had just gotten to meet him. That sounds odd, I know, but I didn't get...
Christmas is a happy time for friends and family,
The children are excited as they unwrap presents around the tree.
Carols are sung and lights twinkle in the night.
My Granny has just passed away, but I thought of her more like a mother - we were really close. I have been dreading Christmas because it just makes me miss her more. This poem touched my...
Your battle is now over; no more tears flowing down your cheek,
no more pain, no more suffering; now you are no longer weak.
I still do not understand why this had to happen to you,
but I am proud to say you are my dad, the greatest man I ever knew.
I lost my dad 2 years ago on the 22nd of July. A week after his birthday and 4 days after mine. He was battling stage 4 bone cancer. I miss him a lot, and when I was growing up he was in and...
I heard some bad news today, something that made me scared,
Today I found out my dad has cancer; it was something I had always feared.
I knew many people that passed away because of this evil cell,
Yet I know of some that beat it, and of course turned out well.
I have a friend. Her 8-year-old girl is diagnosed with a brain tumor. I want a poem to comfort her and tell her everything will be fine. This will be her second operation. She is still young.
I hate that I can't see your face,
except for a picture on my mirror.
But I love that when I look at it,
I'll be honest, this really hit me hard. It made 7 years that my dad has been gone on April 8th. He died April 8th, 2015, due to stage 5 pancreatic cancer that spread to the lungs. According...
Dad,
You have been gone one whole year and nothing is the same.
It seems like it was just yesterday that the angels called your name.
Every morning when I wake up, I think it was just a nightmare,
The nights are long and cold; the sun is hardly around.
Christmas time is approaching, and snow will soon cover the ground.
Trees and lights are twinkling; stockings are being hung.
The Christmas spirit is all around as carols are being sung.
I lost my Daddy July 1st of this year (2018). We, as a family, do not really know how to do Christmas this year. Do we stay with tradition or do we try something different? The thought of not...