My Mother sent me this poem after my last chemo, I have to admit that I cried when I read it;
This experience has and is changing my life.

Pain stayed so long, I said to him today
I will not have you with me any more.
I stomped my foot and said, be on your way
Then paused there startled at the look he wore.

I who have been your friend, said he to me.
I who have been your teacher. All you know
Of understanding, love and sympathy,
Of patience I have taught you, shall I go?

He spoke the truth, this strange, unwanted guest.
I watched him leave and knew that he was wise.
He left a heart made tender in my breast
He left a clearer vision in my eyes.