My Child

No one knew the pain she had Or how hard she had to fight. No one knew she had cancer And she dreaded sleeping at night. She’d hope she’d see morning She smiles when she sees sunlight. She's happy for the time being Until day turns into night. This night in particular August thirty-first She had this ongoing feeling That tonight would be the worst. She ignored all the tears And covered up the pain. She looked out the window To find lighting along with rain. There was something about this night That she couldn’t even bare. She had a feeling morning would never come Only darkness would be there. It’s ten o’clock p.m. She’s praying she’ll awake But sadly shortly after She took the last breath she could take. “Where am I?” she asked In a voice sounding so broken. She knew she was at her end And all her words now on earth unspoken. An angel replied “Child you’re in heaven The best place you can be. You’re now able to do anything My child you are free." The little girl still argues “I can’t go on! Not here not now. I want to be back on Earth Can you get me there some how? And what about my family! They will all be so sad! Will I have to watch them cry? And see mom break down with dad?" “Now, now my child” the angel said. “They will be sad I must say But remember they will be here soon Even if its not today. So child please calm down Everything will be alright. Just take my hand And hold it tight.”