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    ‘In Your Hands’ by Bob Maher / Poem

    ‘In Your Hands’ by Bob Maher is a poem that you might like that was recently sent my way that I would definitely suggest you to check out. Inspiring and just beautiful in general,

    Bob Maher recently underwent radiation treatment at Emerson. “I was
    very impressed with, and appreciative of, the outstanding care and
    support provided by Dr. Jack McGrath and his wonderful staff,” said Bob.
    “During my nine weeks of treatment throughout the summer of 2010, I met
    many other patients undergoing radiation and other cancer treatments at
    Emerson. As a hobby, I like to write songs and poems and during this
    time, I was observing and taking in what was going on around me and took
    some notes.” In the poem below, titled “In Your Hands,” he tries to
    “present a collective or composite recollection of what I experienced
    and the experiences of some of the other patients I met.”

                         In Your Hands

                         Down and discouraged
                         And riddled with fear,
                         The doctors have told me
                         What I dreaded to hear.

                         Need to start the treatments
                         While a cure still possible –
                         A course of action planned
                         At the nearby hospital.

                         Skilled Doctors and Technicians
                         Form my new team,
                         With years of experience
                         In aiming their beam.

                         Radiation now attacking
                         This monster deep inside of me,
                         My body dealing with the side effects
                         Caused by the therapy.

                         Hard to see to the other side
                         When you just want to run and hide.                                              
                         Hard to see the light
                         With the end nowhere in sight.   

                         Putting fear behind me
                         I struggle through each day,
                         Your smiles and your laughter
                         Showing me the way.

                         I’ve put my life in your hands
                         And pray I’ll be all right,
                         As we’ve come together
                         To wage this deadly fight.

                         I’ve got to get on top of this
                         Get back to being me,
                         I lean on you now
                         Like a giant Oak tree.

                         In your hands
                         I am safe from all around me.
                         In your hands I’ll stay,
                         Hoping one day to fly away free.

                         Whenever I look back on this
                         I warmly will recall,
                         All your help and kindness
                         That got me through it all.

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