Smell The Roses

She lays back her head on the gurney we hold our breath as she takes this journey doctors surround there is no sound as she's wheeled away then her mother breaks down crying slumped on the ground we comfort her gathered around silent hours pass by the time ticks no one knows why finally the doctor's in sight our little angel sleeping under the light then her pretty little eyes open and she smiles takes a breath she says now I can smell the Roses