Aware

There were no walks
no runs
no banners
no special days
no pink
no words
There was nothing in the
day for my mother
but whispers
and oh poor dear
and hope
just hope

Today
The month
of March
makes us aware
hope is still in the air

Today
The word
is everywhere

Today
you strive for tomorrow

Today there's a voice
to declare
I am here
hair or no hair
I won't whisper in despair

Today you hold
your head up high
Stare the disease in the eye
Wear Pink with pride
and say
"I will survive"