For Sarah
This
fucking disease has no shame
It took
the twinkle from your eye
That
brand of fire and humour
That
didn't flinch from the truth
When we
first spoke
Me in
Shetland for one job
Testing
the waters of
A new one
I'm 12
years on from my diagnosis
I'm 10
you said
Was there
a belief of safety
In that
exchange?
Your
warmth and passion
Sealed my
path
But a few
short years later cancer
Changed
both our paths
But I'm
here - you're not
There is
no sense to that
No warm
words of consolation
No bright
side
A light
has gone from here
I hope
it's burning brightly again
Free from
pain and distress
Laughter
its language