As he stuffed out his cigarette
He wondered how far he'll go
If cancer has returned
He'll be strong, not whine or fret...
Processing thoughts again
Will he make his target
Reach the age 102
Again lost in thoughts of when...
When he was a young man
When he was a strong man
When he was a healthy man
Will he follow their plan...
Chemo is no joke
Needles every 6 weeks
Will he weather every round
Will they be just blowing smoke???
Maybe it's time to return home
Far too long on this planet I've roam...
In a crowded room I feel alone
Like in life I'm all alone
In life I'm all not, anymore alone...
Here we go with Another Potential Round...
Jjsweets71 28Feb23 12:55hrs
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