They complimented her,
On the new haircut,
The ladies of the ward.
Little did they know,
It was coming out,
In handfuls now.
Six months left,
The doctor gave her.
Then the husband,
And the children,
No more.
How to leave this,
Then.
The family she had,
So longed for.
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