What Can I Do First
WHAT CAN I DO FIRST
HE FELL HARD TO THE GROUND
WE LOOKED AT EACH OTHER
RUNNING TO HIS SIDE, AS HE LYING
NOT KNOWING FOR SURE WHAT WAS GONG ON
WE BOTH HAD TEARS IN OUR EYE’S
EVERYONE WAS THERE BY MY MOTHER’S SIDE
I WONDERED WHAT CAN I DO FIRST
TO EASE HER MIND, SEEING PAST THOSE TEARS
ALL I SAW WAS HER SCARY FEARS
I TRIED TO STRAIGHTEN UP AS I HEARD THE WORDS
I HAD TO LEAVE THE ROOM, DARK AND DOOM
MOM HAS ALWAYS BEEN HERE EVERY TIME
I WAS NOT SURE HOW TO TAKE ONE OF HER LINES
ALL NEW TO US, WHAT CAN I DO PLUS
A STROKE , A BLOOD RUSH, WHICH SIDE HURTING SO MUCH
MY FATHER HAD LITTLE ONES, NOW BIG ONE
WE HAD TO CHANGE ROOMS FOR HIM
FIX IT SO HE COULD BE COMFORTABLE
HOPING HE COULD BE CAPABLE
WHAT CAN I DO FIRST I SAID TO MY MOM
WALKING BACK IN AND HOLDING HER AGAIN
I REACHED OUT FOR MY DADS HAND AND SQUEEZED IT TIGHT
AND SAID I’M HERE, I’M HERE , I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE
WE WILL GET THROUGH THIS HE’S OUR DAD
MOM SAID WHAT CAN WE DO FIRST
MAKE HIM FIRST EVERY STEP HE TRIES TO TAKE
LET’S LET HIM MAKE, IN OUR HEARTS GOD WE PRAYED
To: John & Family, July 12, 2009
By: Shawn Jones
Copyright © Shawn Jones | Year Posted 2010
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