Oncology Times:
doi: 10.1097/01.COT.0000395343.77524.6b
Poetry

Morning Tea

Johnson, Karen RNP-C

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Poetry by Cancer Caregivers

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KAREN JOHNSON, RNP-C...
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MORNING TEA

Lying in my bed, it's warm

I stretch, thinking, turn over

For just a few more minutes.

Tea, warm, a beautiful brown

Thinking of a cup of tea

Gets me started in my day.

When I was a child,

Tea was for sick people

Tea with honey for sore throats.

Forgotten in my college years

Cast aside for coffee,

Coffee needed to keep going.

Coffee brings more energy

More energy than tea, addictive

I must combat fatigue.

Fatigue of life—fight back with coffee

One cup, then two, then twelve each day

Just to keep going.

Coffee to extract every bit of energy

From my cells, twelve cups every day

Why am I so tired?

Cancer, they said, serious, widespread

Chemotherapy, radiation

So tired, coffee no longer satisfies.

Twelve cups of coffee, so pitiful, so sad

A long missed diagnosis

What I did to just keep going!

No more coffee!

I don't like the memory of how I

Whipped my fatigued body.

Awakening now, stiff, sore, older

But cancer free

I take time for gratitude.

Morning tea, warm, comforting

Awakens my spirit gently

as I travel through my day.

Remembering morning tea

Remembering days of coffee

Treasuring these days of tea.

© 2011 Lippincott Williams & Wilkins, Inc.

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