Cancer

A flurry of golden hay,
Falls to the ground,
Strand by strand they sway,
Not making a sound...

Forming what seems to be,
A golden halo at my feet,
A single tear falls,
And I admit defeat...

As I realize the true reality,
Of everything,
Of how cruel and mean,
The world can be...

A pair of blue eyes,
Watch me from the mirror,
A smile I cannot find,
A reflection of utter fear...

A shiny bare surface,
Gleams up at me,
Right where your beautiful hair,
Used to be...

And in a sudden moment,
Of pure despair,
You clench at my hand,
Gasping for air...

Hands held tight,
Trembling fingers entwine,
With silent prayers of hope,
A desperate plea for more time...

A sob and a whimper,
Make me bend slightly,
Pressing my lips,
Ever so lightly.

"Beautiful."

I promise,
A weight settling in my soul.
My fingers clutch yours,
And I never let go...