Chloe’s eight
Sweet child, lovely smile
eternal optimism, and
stage four cancer
in her brain and spine
No, it’s not fair
Chloe knows that
She still believes in miracles
and hasn’t given up
Nor should we
Look into her sparkling brown eyes
So much life, speaking through them
telling us there’s something more powerful
than the hideous beast
feeding on her precious life energy
In all this
so much unexpected hope
from what seems so hopeless
From all this
life becomes even more special
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Aurora: Thanks. Yes, it is very sad, especially with children.
A very important theme. One of the hardest things is watching a child suffer and die. A necessary, albeit difficult, write.
Thanks Nick, Polona, Dan, Paul and Kai. This was not an easy poem to write.
this is too sad:(
you have chosen a difficult but important theme and rendered it beautifully.
Nice!
I had the saddening privilege of witnessing a ten year old’s passing. It really was inspirational, like your poem. Children generally seem to maybe set aside the baggage easier.
Very heartfelt and appreciated, Don. Having lost loved ones to cancer I can definitely relate. You’ve given us something memorable to think of when most of the time we make a conscious effort to try and forget. Thanks.
Andrew: Thank you and I am sorry to hear about your mother. My mom died at 58 with pancreatic cancer. I understand.
This reminds me of my mother. She died this way when she was 46.