WITHOUT A DOUBT

WITHOUT A DOUBT

A Poem by Butterflymom
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Written about 3 y/o grandbaby with ATRT cancer. She is truly an "old" spirit!

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Your little spirit has been undaunted

By this hideous ugly disease

Through chemo, radiation, and things children shouldn't see

With a peace, and a presence that none of us understand

While the rest of us have been haunted, and frozen in fear

Praying endlessly and relentlessly for a cure

........"Only a 10% survival rate".....  resonates through our minds

Yet you are here these many months later

Thriving, playing and growing like you will live forever

 

Happy and filled with laughter like all newly 3 year olds

Your soul must be connected to an invisible thread

That gives you unquestionable faith

While we all live in dread

You KNOW what it's all about and have a devine acceptance

and grace, and peace that the adults don't know about!

Your ancient spirit WILL survive and go on forever

And YOU have no doubt

While the rest of us have forgotten,  and pray and cry and shout

haunted, and frozen in fear

While you little one have no doubt

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Butterflymom


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First off, I am no expert. What I offer here is nothing more than my opinions. I'm no expert, in fact I don't even think that I ever even got an "A" in an English class. But I'll tell you what I liked and what I thought seemed a little off. I'm not trying to make myself feel important (I hate when people do that) I'm just telling you what I think. That being said, I'll go ahead and review:

In the line:
"........"Only a 10% survival rate"..... resonates through our brain"

"our brain" seems odd. "Our" is a plural term and "brain" is singular. "our minds" would feel better to my ear.
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In the line:
"You KNOW what it's all about and have a devine exceptance"

I think that "exceptance" should be "acceptance"
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Now to the good stuff. You have zeroed in on and captured something important. Something that babies and old people seem to know. They are able to live in "this minute" they do not dwell on the past and seem not to worry about tomorrow, knowing instinctively that if they do, they will lose "this minute". I especially enjoyed these lines:

"Yet you are here these many months later
Thriving, playing and growing like you will live forever"

That is the essence that is the core of this wonderful tribute to that peaceful soul. You've done wonderful work here. You have stirred my mind and my muse and I feel blessed to have read this

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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Wow! One of the most powerful poems I've read in some time! The epitome of the peace God gives us all, even those that don't really understand what's going on, but I think that's the whole point, we need to know God's in control and just continue to live and serve, He'll take care of the rest!! BEAUTIFUL, definitely heartfelt, no need to worry about that beautiful child, she's already taken care of which is quite evident!! You are a marvel!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Not many poems can choke me up, but this one did! I liked it very much,.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow this is a powerful piece.. its powerful, honest yet saddening at the same time.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I will be praying for her and your family. Just recently I have started to see how much cancer hurts us. It's tragic and heart breaking. Today I went to a fundraiser for a 30 year old woman named Jodi she has stage 4 Adenocarcinoma cancer. I went and saw her 2 children it was heartbreaking yet to see all of them fighting together was inspirational. Jodi's father hugged me. It's something I will never forget. Your grandbaby is in my thoughts and prayers...

Voice


Posted 15 Years Ago


Oh dear God ... not that I'm remotely religious! No literary comment here! Fill this little girls life with wonderful things, marvel at her resiliance, return her smiles ten-fold and, when she's willing, hold her and let her know that she's loved.
Ooo, I hope things work out!
Take care of each other. :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


wow, very powerful poem, i got chills when i read the "only a 10% survival rate"

i really like this poem, u say on ur bio that u dont think you have much writing ability, but you still have great ability to convey themes and emotions, even if the writing and flow has flaws

Posted 15 Years Ago


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A wonderfully scribed piece of Ink. Paying tribute to one of the many angels on earth. I'm know grief, I know loss... I've always wondered though what goes through a childs mind during times like these. I guess...this is the one time where ignorance may truly be bliss.
My heart was touched by these words.
Thank you for penning them!

Tara M Stone

Posted 15 Years Ago


I really enjoyed this poem and the hope of survival that you so skillfully conveyed in these lines.

On a grammatical note, "exceptance" should be "acceptance". Just a mild spelling error. Also, I think the line where you write "our brain" "our minds" would perhaps sound better and let the poem flow a little better. A mind will always be more poetic than a brain, if you know what i mean.

All in all, this was a great write, very inspiring

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so moving and uplifting in every way. A beautiful dedication to life, living to the full, laughing, and loving... So wonderful to read of such hope and faith in a world so often lost in darkness.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It never ceases to amaze me the joy, serenity and love of life children carry. I believe their little spirits know that crossing though "the veil" is just a continuation in spirit
I love to see the grace that carries all children facing the fears that we as 'wise" adults can't understand. I think maybe as some grow older, hardened hearts cause the truth to blinded.
I have much respect and esteem not only for your precious granddaughter, but for you as well. What a wonderful expression of adoration and strength! Very Nice ~ Jude :-) xoxo Very nice ~ Jude :-)


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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