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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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Joanknight This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 29, 2010 at 3:46 pm:
I like the repitition at the end
 
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Msrbl@Bst said...
Sept. 27, 2010 at 7:01 pm:
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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Katie.T. said...
Aug. 5, 2009 at 11:50 pm:
Great job...Sad and easy to relate to when you have lost a loved one to ANY type of cancer.
 
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