This Poem was Submitted By: Kenneth R. Patton On Date: 2003-07-10 08:04:49 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!

Click Here To add this poem to your "Voting Possibilities" list!


Grateful Alcoholic

I’ve heard it said Here and there When words of wisdom Fill the air Few would be those Who’d complain When diagnosed With cancer’s pain If told though fatal Their disease There is one way  To earn reprieve Yes, in church basements Bare your soul In front of strangers You don’t know As your story’s Told and shared The cure comes  To you unawares But vigilant now You must be For only daily’s Your reprieve For just so long As you may live What you’ve received You must now give How easy  You must think I’m sure That’s all you do To get the cure? Still many fail And lose their way They just can’t bring themselves To stay If there was  One thing I could do I would give this cure To you  

Copyright © July 2003 Kenneth R. Patton

Additional Notes:
My eldest sister was just diagnosed with breast cancer. It's a "very treatable" kind. Still mighty scary.


Sorry, there are no critiques for this poem in our system... If the poem is older, the critiques have been purged! Poetry Contests Online at The Poetic Link

Click HERE to return to ThePoeticLink.com Database Page!