Life BEYOND Breast Cancer

Poetry: The Veil

I am a veil, A sheath of newness and despair, A film of shadow and of light, A cover not quite there. I fasten readily to hair, To hats of wool and crowns of gold. I dress the plain, adorn the rich, Praise youth and hide the old. And whether it is warm or cold I'm...

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These Days

Here is a better explanation of what is going on. Another MaryAnne DiCanto poem of sorts. Sorry everyone, turns out this is my best way of expressing the loss. These Days These days I go to bed to the sound of the birds waking up. Those hours just before sunrise when...

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