Ring The Bell

Ring The Bell

16 March 2018

At the end of chemo or radiation

They call it graduation.

All staff and caregivers congregate

With the patients to celebrate.

The young Mademoiselle,

With more meaning than she could tell,

Cried as she rang the bell.

No polite decorum for me.

It's not about dignity,

Nor preserving serenity.

I'm making the most of this opportunity.

After weeks of nausea hell,

With a rebel yell,

He grabbed the rope and rang the bell.

Let the bell of hope ring loud and long

As we celebrate becoming strong;

Strong enough to face cancer as beginners

And come out the other side as winners.

Hoping all would be well,

For quite a spell

The child rang the bell.

Labor Day on the Bay

Labor Day on the Bay
8 Sept 2015

To celebrate Labor Day
We went to play in the sun,
Splashing in the bay,
And building a sandcastle for fun.
Our castle was shapeless.
The sand resisted conforming.
Shaping battlements was hopeless.
Water and kids performing
Their best to undermine
Building efforts by adults.
Their joint forces did combine
To give suboptimal results.
Amid all the fun and recreation,
The sun's ever churning fusion
Emitted ultraviolet radiation,
Giving the kids a burning conclusion.
From a parental point of view
Perhaps nothing was accomplished.
But there was no emergency rescue
And for the time “work” vanished.