My Special Therapy
Cancer they said had come around again
Oh my God I thought, When will this nightmare end.
Surgery and Chemo were the treatments I was told.
How will I ever do this, who will my hand hold?
Into my room they came to brighten up my day,
Two black poodles and their sister, Katie Mae
Upon my bed they sat and couldn't care less
That their beloved Mom was such a mess.
Whenever tears were shed Around me they would be
My furry best friends and sad old me
A lick upon my face or a snuggle in my bed
Not caring that there wasn't a hair on my head.
.
The anger I would feel about this disease
Would disappear in a moment When those furry friends I'd see.
My life these months has changed for my family and me.
But those furry friends will always love me unconditionally
Written for my best pals:
Timothy O'Hara 12 years old
Gibrien Sullivan 2 years old
Katie Mae 11 years old
Auther 
Heidi Nunes
