At beginning you said

“I hope it is benign.”

Turned out it was malignant

You shed tears, gritted your teeth

Prepared to fight

Then you said

“I hope it is early stage.”

And it was late

Fear filled your eyes

Your optimism soon defeated it

Through multiple treatments

You endured all the sufferings

You said

“I hope it is cured.”

But it recurred

Nearly overtaken by despair

You quickly recovered your resilience

Then you said

“I believe there will be a miracle”

You never let go of your faith

Five years passed

You still cling tight to the thread of hope

By Shih-Fang Wang

From: United States