A rather short one for today, but I felt it was a good time to post it. In this poem, when I thought it up, I wasn't thinking of any particular girl. Just that I want to find one and be happy with her. So in general it's just a "feel good" or "aaaw" type of poem. Criticism of any kind is welcome and appreciated.
This is about the fight I'm going through with my Mum. I'm her primary carer and she has pancreatic cancer. If you know nothing about it and are curious try www.pancreaticcancer.org.uk. It is the least treatable type of cancer. Only 20% of people discover it before it's spread because it causes few symptoms early that are not easy to write off to other causes. Of those people with localised tumours, 1 in 5 won't be able to have surgery because major vessels are involved. Of those who have surgery only about 20 percent don't die of complications, recurrence or spread in 5 years. Don't ignore persistent indigestion, unexplained weight loss or unusual toilet habits. Get checked out.
