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"It's Bad News"

Poetry By: JayTheBookworm


Today has officially been the worst day of my life. My Nana is terminally ill. Words, not even the ones below, can't express how devastated I am over the sitatuation. It's still so raw. I had to write this just to help it sink in. But it hasn't worked really. Why did this have to happen to her?

Submitted:Mar 8, 2012    Reads: 65    Comments: 21    Likes: 4   

I walked through the door at half past five

Had so much to say which was on my mind

I smiled at Mum, but her face was grim

'I've got some news for you,' she said, as I walked in

'The doctors have come up with the answer,

And it's not good news; Nana's got cancer.'

My face crumpled; tears fell down my face

Mum pulled me into a warm embrace

As I sobbed into her shoulder, wishing something would give

Mum softly added, 'She's been given six months to live.'

And those words were the blade which cut through my heart

I sobbed a little harder and just fell apart

I thought of Nana, in her hospital bed

Wires and tubes crowning her head

I thought of her running up the stairs

I thought she'd got better; this isn't fair

I thought of her smile and her selfless ways

I stood with Mum, in a surreal daze

Nana was the last person to deserve this

This was her life - couldn't the doctors preserve it?

I love you, Nana, I always will

When you are healthy, and when you are ill

Stay with us for as long as you can

Don't leave us behind just yet, Nan


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