Carpe Diem's blog: "Breast Cancer Poem"

A friend on mine on here wrote this poem. Hope you guys like it :D

My Pink Ribbon


I never thought
it would happen to me
after-all I was always
so healthy.


No family history
just out of the blue
neither me nor my family
even had a clue.


They seemed so normal
and always there,
"It couldn't happen to me"
so I never cared.


The one day I would be stumped
while taking a shower
I felt a lump.


"Dear God" why
did this happen to me?
as I sit here and wait
for a mastectomy.


Will I still be a woman?
Will I still be the same?
or will I be some kind of freak
living in shame?

Would it have been differant
if I had checked before?
instead I just stood there
it was something I would ignore.


I feel differant
but I'm still the same
and it's something of which
I no-longer have to live in shame.


So please check yourself
it's embarrasing that is true
but it's worth being embarrased
if it can save you.


This Pink Ribbon
I'll proudly wear
and I'll carry it for forever
because I care.


Danny K. Winchester II