Mommy's Stroke
I’m sure you’ve heard of having a stroke,
Your chances of having one increase when you smoke.
My mommy didn’t listen she did it anyway,
I was so scared, God nearly took her away.
Daddy told me she’d be gone for a while,
I tried not to cry and forced a half smile.
She lay silently in a hospital bed,
Doctors tried to help by giving her meds.
I didn’t know what to do besides kneel down and pray,
I asked God for help and not long after he saved the day.
Mommy was getting better; I could go visit,
I walked in the room and she told me to sit.
She went on to explain that she’d come home soon,
But for now I could only stay until noon.
God helped mommy and kept her alive,
So she could motivate me and watch me thrive.
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