` br br br br Drenched in heavy morning rain br Like an arctic soaking to the vein; br I just sat there stunned and wordless, br by the results of endless tests. br br Only do I seek the scoffer's sympathy; br my litanies dot the bottom of this timpani. br No restaurant on high street offers... br Whoa! I found where my sanity rests: br br A very comforting hand takes mine, br The other hand by her child as well. br I draw dry ice sculptures in my mind, br While a hawk's screech rings overhead. br br br br br ` br br br Every person has many wishes. A cancer patient has only one: to get better.