You will live to see my graduation day.

August was the month it started,
Fainting for you, was a common thing.
We couldn't figure out what was wrong,
The pain, now stings.

You came home with test results,
I feared what you were about to say.
I could tell from the look on your face,
That it would be a very painful day.

"Heidi, I just want you to know,
That what I'm about to say may hurt.
But you have to stay strong for me,
Because I'm going to be cured."

"I have a lump on my right lung,
And a Tumor in my brain.
I don't know how to say this,
Because I know it's going to bring you pain."

"We're all going to fight this together,
I beat it once, I'll beat it again.
Just have faith in me, Heidi,
I know this is hard to take in."

At that point my knees felt weak,
I was sliding to the floor.
I couldn't stand on my own two feet,
I wanted to run for the door.

Deep inside my head were visions of my father,
Sitting in the hospital bed.
Tubes coming from his body,
With no hair on his head.

"I can't believe this,
I don't know what to do.
Dad, tell me you're going to be okay,
You have to be strong for me too."

"Don't let me weaken,
I have to be extra strong now.
I know what happens,
These kinds of things weaken people down."

"And now that this Cancer has made me fall,
But, I'm going to be okay.
Because I needed something to break me,
So I could get back up again."

May was the month Reality kicked in,
The real stuff started now.
I don't know what I'm going to do,
I don't know how.

But today I had a feeling,
That in the end we'd all be okay.
My dad will live,
To see my graduation day.

By: Heidi Berlin

*May 10th, 2007 was the day I found out my father had cancer again. Only this time, It is twice as bad.