Memory MAG

June 3, 2009
By kikid94 GOLD, Linwood, New Jersey
kikid94 GOLD, Linwood, New Jersey
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Too young to understand,
Too old not to.
“Pancreatic cancer,” they all said,
but to me,
it sounded like a candy,
“Pancreas”
sounded like a treat.
As I sat on his lap,
Little did I know.
We had driven all the way
from North Carolina to
Humbolt Street,
Norfolk,
Virginia,
so I could see him for
the last time I can remember,
clad in his white and blue checkered
nightgown
with matching nightcap.
I had laughed at his appearance,
Little did I know.
If only I had known.



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on Sep. 29 2010 at 3:46 pm
EmilyClark BRONZE, Wayne, Pennsylvania
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I like the repitition at the end

on Sep. 27 2010 at 7:01 pm
Msrbl@Bst BRONZE, Columbia, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
Love is the opiate of the universe.

Like so gorgeous. It's true how when we're little we don't understand death or when we love some one. Loved it :)

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on Aug. 5 2009 at 11:50 pm
Katie.T. GOLD, Chaptico, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"Why go for a 100%, when with a little more, you can have 110%." -KT

Great job...Sad and easy to relate to when you have lost a loved one to ANY type of cancer.


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