STAND UP TO CANCER

No one will stand by your grave and weep

Nor will they talk of long lost friends

No one will raise a drink nor wish you well

For all the years you spent near by

You were not asked nor were you wanted here

Be sure you have not won the war

This battle has only just begun

We will not rest, nor disappear

Until the day a child asks

“Please tell me, what was cancer?” 

for friends


bobby stevenson 2013