The Life Before I was Somebody Elses

First of all, I would always be his little princess,

Then one day he felt ill.

He went away for awhile and then came home,

Only to find out he had stage 3 lung cancer.

The doctor said he had at least 6 months to live.

 Secondly, one year later he was still here,

We all thought he made it, that it was gone.

I wanted to get him something to celebrate him making it,

But didn’t know what to get.

One day I was in art and got assigned to sew a pillow.

I then decided I would make a pillow to give him.

I insisted to give it to him for Father’s Day.

       Thirdly, that Father’s Day I awoke excited,

Until my parents sat us down.

I learned I was soon to find out,

That he had passed away the night before.

I was never able to give him that pillow.

I’m not his little princess anymore,

Now I’m somebody else’s.