Posted by: John | March 23, 2015


Driving cancer patients
to and from their medical treatment,
I’m rewarded in surprising ways:
Whatever may be wrong in my life,
it’s not like what’s bothering them.
I’ve yet to hear a complaint.
Wearing their chemo cammies,
I’m struck by the firm look
of resolution on their faces.


  1. I was surprised finding this post, as I’ve just written one about my own mother who I lost to cancer and I can definitely relate! I’m only seventeen but I’d love if you checked out my poetry on my blog.

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