I am the son of a TNBC patient. The simple words below just note small acts of kindness from friends and neighbors. May you each have a few stubborn flowers in your life.
The Snow Crocus
One day in late winter
On a yet cold afternoon
I saw bold little petals
But the timing seemed too soon.
I thought: "Oh brave flower
you seem quite unaware
That the fields around you
Are still white and bare."
But the snow crocus remains
And holds a small bloom true.
It bears the hopeful message
That spring can still come through.
TNBC is harsh on my parents.
It feels like winter's chill,
But you - you encourage my mom
As I suppose good people will.
She smiles when she hears from you
As you likely already know.
Thank you so much for being
A crocus in the snow.
Kind Regards,
Gerald