we whistled through the
spring summer and fall
walking through the graveyard
ignoring the stones
choosing to see
the grassy smells trees
chirping birds
now our walk’s about to take
a turn
more chemo they say
as we step up again
to challenge
cancer
this thing still silently
growing
while all summer long
we played skipped along
(tick tock tick tock)
cheating death
again
a glorious whole sweet again
(tick tock tick tock)
2/09
