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Putting a Face on Cancer
The face of our Cancer
had blue eyes and dirty blond hair
an eyebrow splashed with white
a few lashes and a patch of hair the same
The face of our Cancer
was always up for mac and cheese
made a mean breakfast that usually involved hot sauce
wouldn’t pass on an ice cream sandwich or a good scotch
The face of our Cancer
loved frozen ice and the smell of the arena
always showed up early to the rink on game day
cheered for the leafs … not kidding… really cheered for the leafs
The face of our Cancer
read the instructions, knew all the rules, always had a plan
could make a game out of anything…even the mundane
believed winning wasn’t the only thing …it was everything
The face of our Cancer
got a tattoo when Canada won Olympic hockey double gold
added another after his own first Ironman
wasn’t able to add cancer survivor to the collection
The face of our Cancer
wasn’t much of a runner and then one day he was
didn’t like to swim until one day he did
found out that swim, bike, run was an amazing challenge
The face of our Cancer
would race into the house for late night leftovers
wouldn’t mind the same for breakfast the next morning
learned to cook so he could have what he wanted when he wanted
The face of our Cancer
saw more of the world than many, but not nearly enough
accomplished many things but had so much more left to do
was born more than a month late ….and died years to early
The face of our Cancer
was a brother, a nephew, a cousin an uncle
he was a friend, teammate, a partner and fiancée
the face of our cancer was our oldest son
What is the face of your Cancer?