Thank you boobies for feeding my babies. Through getting married, with support carried.
For how you compress to fit in a dress. Your past youthful lift, though a fleeting gift.
Once like two daisies, farewell fair ladies. We had a good run. Now we are all done. Though chemo you got, you valiantly fought. You two off my chest is now for the best. Good-bye to the bra still feels so raw. No kind of cancer halts this hot dancer. Time to kick its ass with glamour and sass. Now we say adieu. Girls, I will miss you. Poem by Emily Ann O'Neil Lalka Winner of my BRAVE blend roller giveaway <3