A Million Dreams P1A Story by Kathryn SmithI close my eyes and I can see a world that's waiting up for me... Because every night I lie in bed The brightest colors fill my head A million dreams are keeping me awake I think of what the world could be A vision of the one I see A million dreams is all it's going to take A million dreams of the world we're going to to make When my mother was expecting me, I was not growing. Doctors and family members advised her to get an abortion. And she chose not to. When I came into the world weighing 1 pound, 6 ounces - fighting for my life - my mom and dad cared - but everyone else.. Was silent. Both sets of my grandparents never visited. They never called. Some relatives thought my mother was crazy for going through what she decided to go through. When I asked my mother why people were so quiet she said that they just didn't want to get attached. Even my sister tried not to get attached. I didn't have a voice then...but I have a voice now. 25 years later; I have something to say. It doesn't matter if it's a second. A minute. An hour. A month. 1 Year. Every life deserves to be cherished. Loved to pieces. If my future niece of nephew, grandson, or granddaughter were in the hospital fighting for his or her life... I would love that child every second I could. And if that child did die, I would have the peace of mind knowing that I gave my all love. That I showed I cared. If a tiny body were buried in the ground - I would be able to say a proper goodbye. And if that baby lived like I did - he or she would find out in time, that in the days they were born... A million dreams were seen. © 2018 Kathryn SmithAuthor's NoteReviews
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