Cancer

Dad told me about it the other day
And I knew that it would stay
"I'm fine." Savta smiled when I would sigh
But I was certain it was just another lie

I wondered why this was happening
I wondered if I could do something
I wondered who i would go to when i needed her
I wondered if there would ever be a cure

Savta's getting weaker- the treatment is killing cell by cell
Thank you cancer for hurting those who are good and well
And now as I'm writing this poem, I feel tears form in my eyes
I don't want her to go away, I don't want to say my last goodbyes

It's been a year now and we're slowly drifting away
Savta please don't go I need you to stay