White sheets dress you
and steel needles arrest you
as doctors address you,
will you live my love

the lady who rode White snow,
walked with me and wed
and bore our progeny,
will you live my love

the time never came
when we thought the same
but we cared and remained,
will you live my love

the house is cold,
the children fretful in their sleep
and I meander, my sculpture complete,
will you live my love

Resurrection,
wood that strive to rise,
lift the yoke of cancer’s lock,
live my love.