Showing posts with label which is worse...chemo or posting my own poem?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label which is worse...chemo or posting my own poem?. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

checking in - the day before...

The day before cancer treatment begins

It rains, the sun comes out, it rains again.
The day doesn’t know what to make of itself.
There’s a holding of breath,
a stillness.
A muffled voice down the road
beckons, "come forth..."
then, "flee the scene!"
I spend the day
waiting
for tomorrow.