The Man Who Has Beaten Cancer

Poem By Francis Duggan

His best days one might say to the forever gone
But his great love of life helps him for to live on
The man who has just beaten cancer has turned eighty three
And few of his age are as lively as he
By ten years already he has outlived his wife
Still happy go lucky and he still loves life
Three generations of his descendants he has seen
His oldest great grandchild a girl has just turned nineteen
He hopes for to live for as long as he can
And die in his sleep as a very old man
A life member of the Local Football Club
On saturday nights with his younger mates at the pub
The great games of the past he's happy to recall
The man who loves socializing and life and football.

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A great poem. Really good.


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