It's just not fair.
I want to be mad at someone, at something.
I want to lash out. It's not right, it's not fair.
She's been through this.
She's done what was asked.
It was supposed to be over.
The poison coursing through her veins, killing anything, everything.
Ticking time, costing lives.
Killing, healing.
Every day sicker than the first, the poison seems indiscriminate.
There are no boundries, no sympathies.
Cry's unheard, plea's unspoken.
Promises made, lives broken.
There are no limits, noone is immune.
It spreads, engulfs
The pain is real, the fear is felt.
The light is blinding, the hope is real
The suffering should be over
Her time has been served
There is hope, there is love
Lives are saved, life goes on
The body won't forget, won't forgive
But it fights.
You are not strong enough, she is stronger
Each time -- stronger
With hope and love, laughter and life
You can try, go ahead -- she is stronger
You will see -- you can't win -- she is stronger
She has hopes and prayers, she has love and life
You cannot win -- We won't let you -- SHE WON'T LET YOU.
Pray for Rona, she is back in Chemo. She will win, she has to.
I love you Rona -- I will think of you every day -- you are stronger -- you will win. I know you will.
Love Vicki
If you know Jesus as your Saviour, you are safe in the palm of our Father's hand. There is no safer, better place to be. Dad knew that peace. May that peace be with you, Rona, as you fight again the battle against this horrible disease.
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