granted

~*This poem was for my mother who died July,12,2003.*~

Granted is what I took you for,wishing that I didn't.
Not knowing you'd be gone so soon you knew i never meant it.
My love for you unconditionally because you were my all.
But the fact that not here no more has been a tragic fall.
They told us both in the office that you weren't doing good but i didn't want to hear.
For i knew what id be facing and it was my biggest fear.
You told me you'd be fine but i knew that wasn't true.
For i really wanted to help you but i didn't know what to do.
You told me to go off with my friends,so went off to play.
And even now i regret that moment each and everyday.
I heard sirens and rushed home and knew they would be there.
For i knew what was happening but it was not fair.
As they strapped her down before she left i said I love you.
For this is the day i didn't want even want to have come to.Nine days later they pulled the plug and i couldn't believe what i seen.Fifteen minutes later she was dead for was all of this a dream.I didn't know what to do but cry and lean on another.
For that person that brought me in this world that person was my mother.