"The Battle"A Poem by Annawanna01I see her laying there All those tubes in her face My sweet little sister I wish I could embrace No need for tears They all have been shed For soon I know My sister will be dead For she has a disease One with no cure She says to me "Please always love me for sure" She lies here in bed Waiting to die She lets down her head Closes her eyes She has been strong She fought so hard But her death will be long The Battle is lost She waits here patiently And holds my hand And I know she was happy With me and my dad She fought hard to beat The disease that she had And would never complain About feeling bad It's certainly not fair The battle she fought And all those who knew her Took in what she taught For those who missed out On life's smallest lesson Were sorry they missed out On our biggest blessing For someone so young Her heart was of gold You would never have guessed She was just five years old But it will only be sad For those left behind No more feeling bad No more will she cry For as I see her eyes close one last time I'm happy to see She's finally free. © 2017 Annawanna01 |
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