In the loud noise,
The hustle and bustle
Of life,
Take time to


Look around,
Eyes wide open
And see
Majesty in nature,
Joy in life.

Learn the healing
And the power
In both laughter
And tears.

Say the words
That press your heart.
Both hurts and heals.
Choose wisely.


Enjoy the little things,
A gentle smile,
Hugs from a child,
The caress
From a cool breeze.

Take these moments,
Both good and bad.
They bring strength,
Fill the soul.
And when the time comes
To say goodbye,
Let go,
You will never be forgotten.

Lost a dear friend to cancer last night. Some of you may remember her from previous posts. She fought bravely, valiantly. She’s no longer in pain. She will never be forgotten. The poem above is my attempt at putting her philosophy on life to paper.

46 thoughts on “Still

  1. James Garcia Jr says:

    Thanks for sharing, Kitt. I’m sorry to hear of the loss of your friend. As someone who has his days pretty much mapped out each week – 1.5 hrs on laptop, 11 hour work day, hr on treadmill, another 1.5 hrs on the lap top, bed – I need to hear posts like this. There’s so much to do everyday, but oh so much to miss if you don’t stop to enjoy it…



  2. Jessi Gage says:

    Just beautiful, Kitt. So sad, but a wonderful tribute. Your talent and your love shine through.

    Just today, I felt more present than usual during a hug from my 2yo son and while my husband literally stopped to smell some roses on our walk today. It’s been a day of appreciating life. Thanks for sharing your poem!


  3. Tana Bevan says:

    May her spirit soar, released from her body, so wracked with pain.
    May you cry, remember, cry, smile, and cry some more.
    May she be with you again with each memory you revisit.
    May you be blessed with having known and loved her.
    May your lovely poem keep her spirit and memory alive.
    May she be free.


  4. marydpierce says:

    How sad for you, I’m so sorry for the loss of your friend. I love your poem. It’s a touching reminder of what a gift life is. Thank you for sharing it, Kitt. Sending hugs and a virtual shoulder to cry on when you need it.


  5. Tammy Bleck says:

    Beautifully spoken, Kitt. You speak for many, myself included. I am familiar with the disease, having watched my father die a very painful, valiant and losing fight against it. There are no words … just hugs.


    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      Thanks, Tammy. I’m sorry to hear about your dad. It’s amazing the indignity people can suffer through and still hold on to the important parts of life with such beautiful grace and valiance.


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