A whisper of a wind
Blows back the hair from my tear streaked eyes
I remember a talk I had with someone,
One I’d rather forget.

It was just yesterday when this person
broke my heart. He called me in his
office, and softly closed the door. He
called me by my first name and told me
to sit down.

I knew what he was going to say, hoping I was wrong.
But he told me the truth, not much of a surprise. Like
venom, the words came through his mouth, “your husband
has cancer, there’s not much we can do.” But it’s
not completely hopeless, new things happen everyday.
I didn’t want to hear his spiel, so I just ran out the door.

I know fate cannot be controlled; it’s the master of us all.
I'm not absorbing all of this, my mind is not a sponge.
But I will be strong for him, there’s just no other way.

I look up at the sky above and ask the Lord why. I’m not a
strong person when it comes to this. I’m certainly
no Job.

But Lord, I’ve one thing to ask of you. If you plan to
take the one I love, make it painless and in peace.