Final Battle?
The news is grim and yet I still smileI pray to God I last just a little more while
Constantly fighting to wake another day
My soul is weary on what they say
This should be my last chance at life
To bad I will leave this world without a wife
Letting my family to ponder all the unanswered questions
My body is getting filled with infections
They cry when they heard the news
Yet I smile and hide my own blues
I need to stay strong and keep my faith in God
Never bowing down to hear my applaud
Taking the negative and making the best
My heart is good as it pumps in my chest
No one knows when our exact time will appear
So I will never give up and shed a tear
As long as I know I gave it my all
I will wear a smile when God gives me a call
To be at one and free of my pain
Helping pour out the November rain
Watching over my son as he grows into a little boy
Weeping eyes for the lost joy
Only able to watch my son grow
Not being able to touch him his my toll
Yet he knows daddy is always near
Calling upon me with all his fears
I will wrap my arms around you and shield you from all the bad
You make daddy so glad
I love you my son and I hope I am here on Earth for years
So I can wipe away all your tears!
I love you my precious baby
So my prayers God hears is a maybe
And these treatments will work to buy me some more time
Remember you are what makes daddy's life shine!
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