Coming Home Or Going To Heaven
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This is not fiction. My Dad has been very ill and it's been a difficult time for me. My emotions have been raw and writing this has been a way for me to cope.
As I sit and wait for news, my anxiety's high
Lost in thoughts and prayer and asking god why
You have endured so much and now this
You deserve a break, some peace and bliss
I listen to the noises and sounds that surround
Smells of antiseptic and sights of hospital gowns
I hear voices and laughter and painful moans
As I sit and pray we’ll be taking you back home
I plead with God to spare you one more time
Hear the clock ticking as I wait for a sign
Your surgery has been for hours, it’s almost seven
Wondering if you are coming home or going to heaven
Just heard the news, you made it through and will be fine
Relieved, I think my prayers worked or something else divine
So thankful and grateful you’re still here and able to go home
I love and still need you Dad, even though I am now all grown
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2018
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