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.”
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Rae : | Year Posted 2010
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