His Cancer

July 15, 2015

Hand to cheek

Whispering streams

Flicked away with solidarity

My father lives

Thanks rooted to his soul

Fragility pinned to his heart

2/3 cut away from his stomach

But alive all the same

And to me

That is

Awesome

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