Here I sit brokenhearted Praying that my son Does not become one of the departed
I will never forget how it all started Three years ago He began capturing hearts
Through birth pains he came in Unknown to us his brain altered its image But hid its true intentions
Now he is asleep Deep in a dream Of Thomas the choo choo train and chocolate ice cream
I fear the worst But pray for the best This is truly my greatest test
He is my first born Him I truly adore So I cry on the floor
I must be strong I must remain calm
His last words before they put him to sleep Play over and over like a heartbeat "Daddy you make me feel better." "Yes my son," as I kiss him on the cheek
Please review and rate. I do not care about the grammar one bit. All those who do I will update on his status tomorrow after his surgery. Thank you all in advance for reading.
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Awe this is sad. I feel bad for him because he is so young. I hope he gets better. The second to last line was really cute. I really enjoyed this poem. Thanks for sharing. :)
that is so sad and I really understand cause when I see my little sister the last thing I hear her say is I love u sissy and it makes me want to cry cause I know it will be a long time before I will get to see her again.
Wow... your poem was just... wow! I'm speechless right now! It was so beautiful and passionate. It was full of such powerful and true emotion! I really enjoyed reading this poem of yours! I hope everything goes well! :D
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