Janet Lee Eads
February 7, 1952 - October 3, 2002
Two words out of his mouth,
Have ended my life.
Breast cancer.
Now I will die and,
Be in pain for as long as I have left.
"Why did it have to be me?,"
I screamed inside.
Breast cancer.
The bane of women and,
The end of my life.
As time went on though,
Something changed.
My life did not end.
In fact it grew better,
Than it was before.
I cherished everything,
I had.
My life did not end.
I had started over,
There was a new begining.
Perhaps I never realized,
My life wasn't in danger.
There was nothing to fear.
Life may never be the same,
But every minute is a treasure.
After years of pain an hardship,
I lie here on my deathbed.
Wondering how it's come to this,
I have reached my end.
Will my children remember what I taught them,
What I strove to give?
An understanding of the world,
And the lives we choose to live.
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