Sayde

November 10, 2012

Sayde you made me a better person You helped me decide what to do With my fragile life I turned on the light And saw you laying there You were cold and Not shivering You laid there in perfect silence Looking up at the ceiling With your imperfect eyes I looked at you and I was afraid for what I had to do To you I put on my gear Didn’t smile from ear to ear I held you Sayde And somehow knew My life would not be the same I was terrified As I looked at you I grabbed the knife And made the decision To make a y incision How fragile you were The cutest stillborn baby pig You liked me too Because you had a smile on your face You knew you were in good hands In the loud Biology class Of me Helping me decide what I want to be Majoring in nursing was just for me Thank you Sayde for showing me What I am supposed to be

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twilliamsNov 10, 2012

When I was a freshman in high school we dissected baby pigs. Sayde ended up being inspirational to me because she helped me decide what I wanted to be. I was terrified about the assignment at first but then I realized that I loved dissecting. Sayde was named because of the name "Sadie", my friend with a great attitude and beautiful smile. Thanks to Sayde I now realize what I want to do with my life. I either want to become an Emergency Room Nurse or a Cardiovascular Surgeon.