The sickness came
We didn’t know
what it was, or
if it would stay or go.
The doctors said,
“She won’t stay long”
but we still hoped
that the were wrong.
Then she went
she flew away
God took her home
She’s there to stay.
When she went
I fell apart
it pierced me through
just like a dart.
Picked up back habits
I knew they were bad
had no other explanation
other than that , “I’m sad.”
Changed my life
the way I lived
most of it
was not what I wanted.
My dad told me,
“Think about you Mom.”
‘When she’s looking down at you
is she proud of who you’ve become?’
My friends told me,
“Keep your head up,
You’ll be fine.”
How could they know
What’s next in line.
*just a poem I wrote […]