He Answered My Prayer...
I heard from one of my good friends last night,
I knew by his voice something wasn’t quite right;
It sounded a lot like he was saying goodbye,
He even broke down and started to cry;
He told me he was sorry for the things left unsaid,
What he was saying scared me and filled me with dread;
He told me a tumor was nestled in his brain,
I could tell he was nervous, his voice had a strain;
“I go in tomorrow to have it removed”,
“The procedure is risky but the times have improved”;
“Ten years ago they would’ve just left it there”,
Silently I’m thinking this is just so unfair;
At 23 years he’s too young to die,
When I got off the phone, I sat down and cried;
I couldn’t sleep when I went to bed last night,
Worried and hoping it turns out alright;
Now I sit here praying to God up above,
To save my dear friend, that I cherish and love…
~He's home now - No sign he even had a tumor~
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2010
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