I always say that God knows
Where I was meant to be.
Today, at the gym, who would have known, that I would meet Wayne,
Going through what I did, with the same fears, like I went through,
For he told me of having prostate cancer, and seemed rather grim,
And I knew it was meant for me to meet him, for God knew.
Explaining what I went through with him,
That I had gotten my prostate out, and to be sure to do this, or that,
Hopefully, maybe gave Wayne a bit of reassurance,
That’s it not the end, once you pass this hurdle and this little strife,
To be cancer free too,
Enjoying the road again, of your beautiful life.
Bob
10/07/24
Saw Wayne yesterday,
Meant to be again, for it’s been awhile,
By the grace of God, he’s cancer free now,
That’s what really matters.
Told me about losing his dear Brother recently, quite a blow,
On top of that, dealing with Mom with dementia,
Very difficult, we all know.
Be strong, have confidence, my Brother,
That you will overcome these things now pressing,
For at the end of the day, someday you can say,
That you withstood, did the best you could,
For your Brother and Mom, were cared for, the right way.
I will keep praying for you, Wayne!
Bob Collazo,
04/22/25
Bob, It was God’s plan for us to meet. Normally, I’m not one to share such personal information with a complete stranger, but as soon as I mentioned it to you, I felt a calmness that instantly came over me. Our meeting each other was pre-destined by God.
Wayne, I agree 100% with you. I still cannot get over it, really. I could tell that you instantly somehow changed your face features that appeared to go from a stressed look to a calm looking person. By the way, I edited your poem a bit to make it flow better. Keep in touch, Brother, and I will continue to pray for you.