Faith

We thought he was a goner
honestly
the cancer taking a kidney
gall bladder a piece of his vena cava
and who knows what else.

He thought he was a goner too
made his will
the day before the operation
from his hospital bed
called everyone with sorrowful
goodbyes
the fear and uncertainty straining
in his voice.
The surgery was a success
relief and ecstasy
blessings all around
only a few microscopic bad cells
remaining
to be cleaned up by radiation
and chemo.
He already has a renewed belief
in God and his only begotten Son
and a vow to attend church
again.

 

 

About the Author: Michael Estabrook is a recently retired baby boomer child-of-the-sixties poet freed finally after working 40 years for “The Man” and sometimes “The Woman.” No more useless meetings under florescent lights in stuffy windowless rooms. Now he’s able to devote serious time to making better poems when he’s not, of course, trying to satisfy his wife’s legendary Honey-Do List.