When cancer comes along,
it creeps and makes no sound,
it worms’ its way inside,
its’ limits, know, no bounds
Young or old, makes no difference,
You see,
it really doesn’t care, if it’s you
Or, if it’s me.
I wish with all my heart,
I could take away her pain
And gently rock her in my arms,
and make her well again.
Classy xxx
