Getting a call from my Daughter's Oncologist-
My heart stopped beating...
Thank you so much for our moment in time
It really meant something to me...
They scrawl their ink upon a twill
where love and sadness often spill...
I wake to find you on my bed
Patient and biding your time...
"It's time now" they say
And we each take your hands...
The party's kicked off, with quite a bang
All my old friends, have come out to hang...
I was raised with an unknown tomorrow
a runaway Dad and a Mom who refused to borrow...
Whispering softly
into your ear as I cry...
A blend of wisdom
intelligence and logic...
Awake the sleeping artisan
bedding deep within your core...
They strike you like a knife,
When you're not looking...
To my great-great nephew Zack
Look to the future don't look back...