IF TOMORROW COMES

A FINDING

IF TOMORROW COMES

 

This Morning as I looked out my bedroom window,

So early, that only the purple light of night can be seen.

A faint glow of morning there behind far away hills to the East,

The nautical light of nights ending allows the sun to begin its rise.   

Clouds which are hiding old man bright behind a mist of gray,

As cold turns to warm, morning dew slowly floats upward and disappears.

The single new rose which bloomed during the long dark night,
 makes this morning just a little brighter, helping to lessen coming gloom.

Green leaves can be seen waving in the easy early morning breeze,

As soft wind floats them gently to and fro, as if they are attempting flight.

My thoughts begin to wander on, to later on this new day, fhe test to come,

is one that’s tiring and long, as doctor’s needle’s probe deep inside my lung.

They look to find if my right lung is healthy, or has been invaded

By that dreaded enemy, at times that killing pest, we call ‘Big ‘C’’.

If so it be, what may come next, we wait on time, then we will see,
I’m not the first, won’t be the last who must travel down this road.

This is just another trial to face, maybe one which Man has caused.
Atomic Bombs and chemicals man made, hormones added to enhance our food.

Or which of the 400 or more added man made goodies we inhaled into lungs,

Not wise enough when we were younger to know we were addicts to nicotine.

That white stick of slow death always before morning’s first cup of coffee,

Then one more every twenty minutes throughout the day, the last before sleep.

Could be the reason bad things grow inside our livers, lungs, or breasts,
Radiation treatment, and chemo therapy these two things may meet the task.

To keep ‘Big ‘C’’ cells from splitting, from growing deep inside our bodies,

Tomorrow old man sun may show his face once more through clouds of gray.

Another breeze will blow across green leaves on a new day,
another rose will bloom out in sun to play on another day.

Soon the man in white will tell me just what the test he's done has seen,
The best news, which one could hear is that there were no bad cells found.

There was nothing there for me to fear Only time will supply an answer true,
From time to time in the weeks ahead there will be new tests to conduct.

MRI’s and X Rays pictures will show to those who are trained to know,
Just what they must plan to do...but for now we just don’t know.

In less than one month from this date, the 24^th Day of July 2008,

The organ which accepts oxygen to enrich life’s blood so we may live,

Will be cut from the right side of my body so that life can continue.

I will be, I will do all I love to do, I will not look any different to all who see me,

But I will never feel as I do today, and I will hide my tears and not seem brave.

The best part of this trip through life I begin my travel on as of today,

Is that I have my lady of forty nine years and seven months here by my side,

She looks up into my hurting face, and says ‘Babe, everything’s going to be OK.”