It is eight years today since I lost my husband to the horror of cancer, and today seemed appropriate to put down how I feel after all this time:
We listened to the woodpecker once more
We watched the squirrel run up the tree
We hoped for the deer to come
For one final farewell
And then you were gone.
No more cutting the grass
No more cooking great meals
No more lazy summer days
No more Derek size drinks
What we have now are memories
Of the good and bad times
Of your laugh and humor
Of our holidays on our island
I found out things I should not have known
I found out you loved me still
I found out that alone is hell
Whatever you were, I wish you were here
You are talked about still
Your talent lives on
But I knew the man behind it all
Or wonder if I knew you at all
What I do know,
Is that I miss you more
Each day that flies past
And I know my love will last
I am not looking forward to seeing you again
for I do not want to leave
But if I must, then I shall choose
Whatever the pain, I choose you.
Whatever cancer throws your way, we’re right there with you.
We’re here to provide physical, financial and emotional support.
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