Cancer

cancer ( this is just a poem i wrote for school i like it so i posted it )
i remember him as if he was here
he held me close for four beatiful years
he was there for me
through rain and shine
made me feel safe, like a treasured rose
and i too was there for him
when he breathed his last breath
i am still there for him even after death
i couldnt understand
why a healthy, strong man
had to die so painfully
it's still a mystery
of he got pancreatic cancer
why did this had to be the answer
3 months to live if surgery didnt help
his family still cries and yells
how could we miss the warning bells!?
yet he trouped along
always smiling
no complaing, no oh why me, no whining
he siad i'll write a book
so that people can have a look
of how they are blessed
he held me close as i cried
i held him as he died
the sorrow i felt deep i my soul
the days blurred by taking there toll
i mourned forever, it seemed to me
that all good things life seemed to be
taken away, and my mind often stray
back to the better days before the bitter
bit i knew, like him, i was no quitter
so i found my calling in a wretched way
now im an oncologist to this very day