The medals on our chests
Are port-a-caths for meds
Helmets won't stay on
Cause no hair is on our heads.
Our weapons of destruction
We take every day
We fight the battle within us
While we struggle on to play.
We fight with honor and courage
No Marine could do as well
We are only little children
Living in this hell.
So bring on the medals
The Purple Hearts of Wars
The Gold Cross, The Silver Star
To place upon our scars.
For We are the Children of Cancer
No one has fought so hard
But every day we struggle on
Our LIFE is our reward!!!
Author: Cheryl Jagannathan

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Feb. 3, 2008 at 2:25 PM *sniff* *sniff* *HUG*  stay stong mama!!!

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Feb. 3, 2008 at 2:26 PM I'm sitting here in tears- that was beautiful and so true. No child nor anyone else should have to go through a life with cancer. My prayers are with you and your family.

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Feb. 3, 2008 at 5:52 PM Hugs! XOXO

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Feb. 11, 2008 at 6:03 PM tears are rolling down my cheeks here @ and your family will be in my prayers.

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