We've had such a fantastic response to our recent weekly dementia poems to commemorate World Alzheimer's Month that we thought we'd post a weekly breast cancer poem to do the same for Breast Cancer Month and evveryone touched by breast cancer.

The first one we've chosen was posted by Poemsgalore on the poetry thread of Breast Cancer Care forum in December 2013

In The Breast Clinic

She sits in the Atrium, drinking hot chocolate
Where no one can notice her sad little face.
She looks up at Prince Charles, gazing down from his portrait
which hangs on the wall in a prominent place.

She watches the people come in and go out.
She was one of those people this time last year.
Some are relaxed, while many seem worried
stomachs all twisted and knotted with fear.

Today she is scared again, waiting for test results
could there still be cancer? Invisible flecks
deep in her lymph nodes unseen and unknown,
hiding away, are there micro mets?

But here is the moment, the doctor is smiling.
His words are good news and she brushes a tear.
She's NED! No evidence, how she rejoices.
But one thing she's sure of - she'll be back next year!

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