Cancer's Result.

This poem is about a father to a daughter who has cancer. The daughter hurts over the fact that he's so sick that he can't do anything with her. She misses the days they did everything together.

I find my self always looking back to those days.

Were a warm smile was always planted on my face,

and where I was beeming with happiness brighter than all of the sun's rays,

and life moved at such a slow pace.

 

I find my self always wanting to go back and hold your hand without concern.

Where you were one of my biggest of heros,

and where I would look up to you and always be willing to try and understand all the things I had to learn

and see that 90's are better than 0's.

 

I find my self wanting to, even now, hold your hand,

and stop all of my tears from falling.

Theres just such a distance between us that has been made unpland.

This distance is truly appalling.

 

I love you.

I miss you.

I need you.

 

You mean everything to me.

But it's been so long since I've seen you.

Can't you see?

I miss you and all of the things you and I used to do.

 

I miss those days where I watched the races with you.

I miss those days where I wore your hat.

I miss those days where I went to work with you and pretended I was working too.

 

I miss those days where you used to live with us.

I miss those days where I take naps in your arms.       

I miss those days where you were one of the few people I could trust.

I miss those days where you would stop at nothing to protect me at all times.

 

I miss those times that you would call me your baby girl.

And the times you told me you loved me.

I miss those times that you said I was like a little pearl,

and said that I was the best daughter that a daughter could be.

 

Now, I look back and see all the things I miss.

Daddy, I miss you.

I miss all those nights that you would send me off to bed with a kiss.

And I miss those times were I would be scared when you would tickle me and say boo.

 

You are the best father, that I, a daughter could have.

You are, and always will be my best friend.

But I never see you any more, and we never seem to share just one laugh.    

I never would have thought this would end.

 

I don't care, I will always love you,

even when life is slipping through my fingers.

I will always miss you and the memories we used to do,

Even now when you're so sick;

This pain in my chest always lingers.

 

I'm so sorry for all thise illness that has been brought on to you.

I truly am.

This has always been something that we knew.

This disease has been your toughest jam.

 

Daddy, I love you.

I need you.

I miss you.

 

It breaks my heart to see you this way.

So limp, pale and broken.

I would take your pain and suffering away and put it on myself instead any day.

So these are the words I will always, and already have spoken.

 

Daddy, I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Reviews

[Broken Porcelain]

Absolutely wonderful. My dad is currently fighting cancer for the fourth time, and I felt your every word. This is a tough battle for everyone involved. Stay strong.

[zainul]

This is a great work.
It shows the divine relationship and love of a daughter for her ailing father.
Very well done.

[John Phoenix Hutchinson..]

Poignant to many.......none more so than me. Well done, this is a subject i will tackle one day....when am brave enough.

[Bell-lala]

Thank you. It's a subject that i personally needed to write about. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Thank you so much! And you'll be brave enough. :)