Love
I watch as you get sicker.
I watch as you fall.
Always smileing,
Never admiting you are sick.
And i cry for the woman you were,
I scream this isn't fair.
You My Sister,
Is dieing.
With something rageing in your blood. Leukemia they say,
You just smile and walk away.
Thanks for the news.
I'll be ok.
Chemo,you say no.
Radiation,and you say no.
Pills,you say if i must.
And i cry.
Because you are stronger than I.
And I Love You.
But Most of all,
I'll miss you.
Lisa Keith
Copyright ©2007 Lisa Keith
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