Sunday 13 September 2009

Goodbye

I watched lying in bed that day
You looked so peaceful
The sister that I had lost
The doctor was waiting
Why should they turn you machine off?
You look so normal
You’re only sleeping
I see your chest rise and fall
Only its not you that’s doing it
The machines are your life now
And you only have a few more breaths to take
Why are you being taken away?
You weren’t a totally bad person
We had our fights our arguments
How could life be so cruel?
A new born baby, three daughters at home
Taken away from you on that warm sunny day
I touch your face I can still feel you
I hold your hand and shed a tear
Goodbye my sister don’t show any fear
You will soon be with your baby
Way up in the sky so high

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