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Tomorrow, When I Awake

Hello, my name is Beverly Walker and I am a Breast Cancer survivor.

For the most, Breast Cancer was very hard for me to utter from my mouth or still believe that I would someday be a candidate. I never would have ever thought that one day I would become a breast cancer patient or a survivor. That’s hard for me to believe. I cannot blame my cancer on smoking, because I haven't smoked in over 25 years. There is no history of breast cancer in my family. Who would have guessed…it would be me a breast cancer recipient!

It was a year ago April 9, 2005, when I had my mastectomy. I was very scared, but I should first of all began when I found out it was breast Cancer in February 23, 2005. It was devastating to me. I could not understand that I was a cancer patient or that the lump I felt in my breast was cancerous. I was not as knowledgeable as I am today of cancer or the treatment available that would help me to survive. In my mind, all I could only think of was "What's Next?" What I need to do to get rid of this lump? After receiving the diagnosis of breast cancer, I did not know what to do or what to expect. I did not have medical insurance so the medical staff told me to go sign-up with the Michigan (BCCCP) Breast and Cervical Cancer Control Program. I singed up and was immediately accepted as a member. I was relieved to have medical insurance considering I was without insurance for many years.

As a writer, I never thought I would write a book this soon. This is a "serious book" about my fight with breast cancer and the reality of living as a cancer recipient. I hope that this book would become an interesting device to people everywhere who are overcoming cancer including their family members, the medical professionals and the entire world. I suppose that I could complete this book in about a month or so because I love to write when it is flowing in my mind. I am a person of short interest so I must do my very best while the memories are flowing.

This is my story: Tomorrow When I Awake by Author Beverly Walker

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Poetry In Motion Publications

Poetry - LOVE IS IT WORTH IT

MY LOVE, OH HOW IT IS SO SWEET
I JUST LOVE TO RUB YOUR FINE-LOOKING FEET
MAKING LOVE MAKES MY BODY FEELS SO WEAK,
WHATEVER YOU SAY, I WILL AGREE
I AM IN THE PALM OF YOUR HANDS
WRAP AROUND YOUR FINGERS TWICE
UPON THIS BEAUTIFUL LAND

MY ZODIAC SIGN, TOLD ME NOT TO TRUST YOU.
IF I LET YOU LOVE ME
IS IT WORTH ME, LETTING YOU, HURT ME
WHILE AT THE SAME TIME
BEING INCONSIDERABLY IN DECEIT

AS I WALK DOWN THE EASY STREET
WHY MUST I FACE, THE WORLD IN VAIN
KNOWING THAT I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN
OF ALL THE HELL YOU PUT ME THROUGH
IS IT ALL WORTH YOU, CONTROLLING ME
AND TAKING AWAY ALL OF MY IDENTITY

WHAT HAVE I DONE TO YOU?
THAT MADE YOU REJECT ME
WAS IT ALL BECAUSE
I TRIED TOO HARD TO PLEASE YOU
IS THAT WHAT MADE YOU SO UPSET?

YOU MADE ME LOVE YOU, WITHOUT A DEFEAT.
IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH LOVE
EVEN IF WE REPEAT IT.
YOU SPENT YOUR MONEY AND DIDN’T SPEND IT CHEAP.
YOU TREATED ME LIKE YOUR BABY,
BEFORE THAT TIME WHEN WE FIRST MET

ONLY, FOR THIS VERY MOMENT AND TIME
WHY CAN’T I FEEL LOVE?
IS IT HARD TO ASK, OF YOU MY LOVE?

BEVERLY WALKER, POET

Published 2000

Book Insert: Memoirs Of A Cancer Survivor
Poetry - I Am Your Shadow

When I was very young, too small to even know
When my boot got lost out there

somewhere deep in the snow
There you where forgiving

with wonders of protection
How did I walk with one cold foot in all that snow and
Where did my baby's other boot go?

When I had my first and the second child too
A proud grandma you where extended;

without anger
The relief I felt when you rub my back
With child in labor you helped me to relax.

When my burdens of cancer became too hard

for me to bare.
You where there through every chemo
My suffering you wanting to take over
But throughout my treatment I could not share.

You are the meek and lowly sent from above
The power God gave you has last so long it shows
It makes me wonder, what makes you so strong.
You are forever loving, always teaching

and helping.
The most showing an example caring

and directing.
But sometimes you lead,

not wanting us to understand
We must pursue a unique plan;

and not depend on man.

I am behind you always so hold onto

God's strength.
The power that holds you together -- inch-by-inch.
Yes moma dear, I am truly your SHADOW.

By Beverly Walker

Dedicated to my mother who is still alive!

Beverly Waker

A Rose XXM Publishing