We are not promised tomorrow.

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We are not promised tomorrow.

 

As I got up out of my bed today,

I had a thought that won’t go away.

I looked out the window to see sunny skies,

I´m sure that the smile, showed in my eyes.

So I’ll start today with joy, not with sorrow,

Because we are not promised tomorrow.

 

As I showered and shaved and went to the loo,

My thoughts turned, to what I should do.

I could just have a lazy day, after all it’s Saturday,

But that’s not me, it’s not my way.

For each day we wake is a new blessing,

Life is for living, so I’m not messing.

 

It’s world cup time, so I could watch TV,

A game or two, or even three.

But if I watched three I would feel guilty,

I want to feel like the world still needs me.

So I try to achieve something everyday,

Even if it’s in my own small way

 

I call a friend to see that she is OK

We chat for a while, and I hear her say,

She’s doing fine but I could hear that she’s not well

Something in her voice, Somethings wrong I could tell.

So we arrange later to get together,

A coffee a beer or lunch or whatever

 

So we meet at one and as I arrive,

She rushes to hug me, with tears in her eyes.

After a minute, she says she is fine,

An hour passes then she tells me what’s on her mind.

She has been to the doctor, only to find,

Her days are numbered, it’s the end of the line.

 

What can I do, what can I say?

I try to console her, in my own way.

I tell her to take it one day at a time,

I will be with her, it will be fine.

It’s hard to take, as I have cancer too

Let’s just have some fun, just me and you.

 

We start making plans of things to do,

Places to visit and some people too.

I am trying to hide my emotions pretend I’m okay,

She see straight through me, then I hear her say.

It will be okay, if you stand by me,

She is smiling now, and that’s great to see.

 

Hours go by as we sit and talk

It’s about five o’clock, we decide to walk.

After a bit she wants to rest for a while

Her head on my shoulder, both with a smile.

Sitting admiring the wonderful views

Right there and then, my friend I did loose.

 

She never woke up, again from that place,

Now weeks later there’s a smile on my face.

Because she went with a smile, not with sorrow.

She knew that we are not promised tomorrow.

It makes me feel proud to have been her friend,

To have been with her, up to the very end.

positivity is the key to longevity
  • FormerMember
    FormerMember in reply to IamLyn

    Thankyou.

    I will post more from my book "Jungle of Emotions" every now and then

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember in reply to IamLyn

    Thank you. x

    My book has just been published today 

    jungle of emotions 

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    What a very moving poem. How wonderful that you were there with your friend at the time of her passing.

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    What a lovely poem. I have ovarian cancer which is now in my lungs

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember in reply to FormerMember

    Thank you for your kind words. I'm glad you liked it. If you want to read more you can find my book Jungle of Emotions on amazon

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember in reply to FormerMember

    Thank you for your kind words. My book Jungle of emotions covers all aspects of cancer in a very honest and raw way. I'm sure it will help you if you read it. It's available on amazon.

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember in reply to FormerMember

    Thank you, I will look on Amazon. I have been fighting cancer for three years and at the age of 83 it gets harder, but knowing so many others are so positive is very uplifting.

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Thank you for that poem. I have cancer and my husband has too, but mine is in recession and his is not.. he’s not got long and we needed some positivity...

    Thank you again.

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I moved by your positivity and felt kind of guilty that I have so many unproductive days where I just do nothing but watch tv. Other days I go to bed in what I get up in. Yet just one call from a friend or family and I’m ready to leave the house in an hour. I recognise that mostly I’m just lonely and yet before I was diagnosed, I was very active. Your blog has shaken me into promising myself this lack of activity has to stop no matter how tired I’m feeling.

    Thank you 

    Beth xx