Deteriorate
I watched my father deteriorate
he wore away day by day
the cancer cells were spreading
and our hope had went away
when he died it hit me hard
I mourned for 3 and half years
I carried his death on my shoulders
all through my highschool years
as of today I will be a certified
home health aid
my job will be taking care of sick people
they say girl you have to be strong
for this type of job
and I wonder all the time
if this choose I made is right
because I handled my dad's illness hard
doesn't that mean watching someone
else deteriorate will pierce my heart more?
Or could it be the proper calling I was meant for?
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2007
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