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BEAUTY AND THE BREASTS

By Neil Vincent Scott


she is not as pretty

       as she used to be 

just a few short months ago

yet now

      she is so much more beautiful 

sparkling and shining

with the illuminating colors of courage

and unrelenting grit

having run the gauntlet 

            through the canyons of chemo

drinking from the chalice of changes

celebrating the various wigs

                   the cute little hats 

                   the steadfast optimism

tenacious and tireless 

in the face of changes and challenges


she’ll be pretty again 

              pretty soon

her hair will come back 

her skin will come alive 

her appetite will return

her energy will be restored

      life reclaimed

with new breasts

   a lasting testament 

      to a battle fought and won 

surrounded by family and friends

overflowing with encouragement and love

                    mostly love 



her soul deep beauty

will magnify 

       day by day

with that smile that she never left behind

despite being caught in the crossfire

between courage and cancer


from diagnosis to discharge

her weapons were always loaded

with Taxol

           Herceptin 

                 Zoloft

and daily doses of letrozole


like her 

       I have bled the blood of faith and hope

counting blessings

               not problems

refusing to accept defeat

having been in this war before

with scars that cover my heart

knowing the only way out 

                             is all in

up, over and through

navigating the labyrinth 

                  of blood draws

                  doctor appointments

                         disappointments

sleepless nights

temperatures that rose and fell 

we balanced the weight 

             against the wait

standing steadfast

side by side

celebrating courage and consequence 

knowing that storms precede the sunshine


ever comes the sun

through the darkness of the night

through the questions that remain unanswered

the memories that continually haunt

and the dreams yet to be fulfilled

ever comes the sun

        for beauty and the breasts






 

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