The Pink RibbonA Poem by laceyjane23I wrote this poem for breast cancer survivors, in particular my grandmother, because they are living proof that early detection is the key to beating this disease." Our greatest defense in this battle is early detection."
She stands in front of the mirror, looking at her chest. The tears fill her eyes, at the thought of just one breast.
Her mind begins to wonder, about the things she used to be. About what she would become, and what others might see.
Will she still be beautiful? Will her husband still hold her tight? Will she still make people smile? Or will she cry every night?
Is she still a woman, even though she's lost a part? Is she still strong, with a broken heart?
With all the pain she feels, through all the tears she cries. Her mind stops wondering, she begins to realize.
She is still a woman, now more beautiful than before. She is still a mother, who now lives on to be more.
She will still make people smile. Her husband will hold her tighter. She will beat this disease. Because she is a fighter.
Of all the choices she made, she knows this one is best. She will live to become an old woman. Because of the pink ribbon...
Pinned upon her chest. © 2008 laceyjane23Author's Note
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Added on February 20, 2008Last Updated on February 24, 2008 Authorlaceyjane23Mesa, AZAboutWell lets see, I am 28 yrs old, and i love to write. I write poetry, lyrics, stories, articles, and I am currently working on my first book, and it has been quite an experience! I love life and I beli.. more..Writing
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