A truly remarkable act of God occur on this picture on this poem. Breanne’s mom, Becky, has decided to write a book on her daughters battle with cancer.

She had painted several pictures for the book.She had never read or seen the poem let alone the picture. One day she googled ‘Breanne Daws’ and the fist thing that came up was the poem I had written. I had been wanting to share it with her but between life’s complications – my battle with Parkinson’s and her daughter’s with cancer that moment never came. And I’m not one to just come out and say “ Oh yea, here’s a poem I wrote for Breanne.”

I had found this beautiful picture of a “Blue Sky” that I felt would go with the poem. So hence I added it to the poem.

Little did I know Becky had painted a picture she

wanted to use in her book and was amazed how similar they were. She called me and ask me about it and then e-mailed it to me. With Becky’s permission I am going to use hers.

I wish her the very best on her book. Who knows she may join us here at Authors Den..

She like butterflies
She likes the park
with the warmth of the autumn sky
The swings and screams
going down the rocket slide
Climbs the rock wall only to get to the top to hide
She knows soon she has to leave
Gazes off into the blue sky, she believes.
 

She's a fighter
A star igniter
Been through every theater
Nothing's ever beat her.
 

She's a rough rider
Visits delight her
She may be tired
But she still has missiles yet to be fired.
 

Now, I can't explain
I can't feel her pain
Not a clue
What she's been completely through.
 

So what do I do?
Stopping to precipitate
Many many prayers resuscitate
As angels wait.
 

Another vein bleeds
She pleads
She knows soon she has to leave
She believes
She's past tears
I've never seen her cry
Calmly with no fears
Just gaze off into the blue sky.
She's more prepared than I.

(c) 2006