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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl is sick in the hospital...

Submitted: April 22, 2008

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Submitted: April 22, 2008



The phone ring blared through my sleep
I listened about my daughter’s Jeep
Rushing blood was all I could hear
As my body quickly filled with fear.
Surrounded by the hospital room,
We hoped we would get some news soon.
While my ex and I held our daughter’s hand,
Her skin looked almost as white as sand.
The nurse talked with a grim face
“The car crash caused nothing to make you race,
But look at this white spot here
Your daughter’s cancerous death is near.”
From then my world came tumbling down.
How was I to live without my baby girl around?
I called everyone who needed to know
I tried to stay strong, but I felt so low.
When my girl was awake,
We got affairs in order for her sake.
There was one more wish she wanted to see,
For me and her dad to be as happy as we could be.
She knew we shouldn’t have split.
Sadness had pulled that fact from its pit.
So marriage is what we decided to do
In our girl’s room so she could be there too.
Our service was small
With only family seated against the wall.
We were married on our girl’s death bed.
Her last breath was drawn just as the ‘I do’s’ were said.
To the marriage and memory, we still hold.
Our girl’s story is still told
How she brought us back together in one week
To bring on a sister she would never meet.

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