My mind is heavy.
My tears are forever flowing.
I sit here hoping
Trying to keep believing
In the being we call God
Asking my Heavenly Father
Please don't take her
She's not ready. . .
I'm not ready. .
As I bury my knees into my chest
I can't help but keep myself in distress
All I see is despair
Wallowing in my sorrows
Constantly screaming how
"it's just not fair!"
as I stare at her in the hospital bed.
All i can seem to think is why?
Why did you have to choose her?
Please God
Don't take my last breath of compassion
Don't take my voice of reason
Don't take my last chance of believing
someone can genuinely care for me
I can't help but focus every once of energy I had on her
Thinking maybe a bit of my life
Would give her the right
to live on.
She glances at me
Just to give me the last chance
I have to ever see her smile again.
Her last words. .
Her most important words. .
O how I will cherish them forever.
As she sat up to let me see her beautiful brown eyes for the last time.
I immediately started to cry.
She said, "why all the tears?"
Those should be for my suffering
For all those many years.
This is a happy day. .
Because today is the day
All my pain will finally go away. .
And don't worry. .
We will meet again. .
But this time,
It will be at the kingdom of heaven.
Before that day,
My auntie's consistent struggle with cancer
Had left me aching for the answers
to my many questions.
But that wisdom she bestowed upon me
Will keep me at bay
until that faithful day comes.
I will never forget you auntie.
You are the true believer
of the power
of our Almighty Father.