PROUD AMERICAN's blog: "Go ahead make my day"

                                                       My Pink Ribbon

                                                ( in memory of Joella Goodwin)

  I never thought,

  it would happen to me

  after-all I was always

  so Healthy.

 No family history

 just out of the blue,

 neither me nor my family

 had a clue.

 They seemed so normal

 and always there,

 it couldn't happen to me,

 so I never cared.

 Then one day,

 I would be stumped,

 while taking a shower

 I felt a lump.

 " Dear God" why

  did this happen to me?,

  I sit here and wait

  for a mastectomy.

  Will I still be a woman?,

  Will I still be the same?,

  or will I be some kind of freak,

  living in shame?

 Would it have been differant,

 if I had checked before?,

 instead I just stood there

 it was something I would ignore.

 I feel differant,

 but I'm still the same,

 and it's something of which,

 I no-longer have to live in shame.

 So please check yourself,

 it's embarrasing that is true,

 but it's worth being embarrassed

 if it can save you.

  This Pink Ribbon,

  I'll proudly wear,

  I'll carry it for forever

  because I care.