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Time Is Short
Author: Sarah Taurus

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I never thought that I would know,
That surely now you would have to go,
It's been said you were sick,
Though I didn't want to believe,
This feeling inside me is hard to recieve.
You said you'd be there for me all the time,
But how can you now your memory is but just a lime.
You slure your words,
You hurting all the time makes me cry,
Daddy don't go,
I don't want you to die.
Please don't leave,
Daddy please, no
I'm not ready to be on my own.
I've shed many tears on my pillow,
I think its starting to turn bright yellow.
Dad please tell me one quik thing,
Tell me that I am your everything.
I'll comfort you, while you comfort me,
Dad don't leave yet I need to give you a blessing.
It's from the bottom of my swollen heart,
I want to give you a "hug me" sweet tart.
So as I hug you, you are slipping away,
I love you dad, God will take care of you starting today.
I've had my time to say goodbye,
I want you to stop suffering, so god take him now,
He's all yours,
I promise you dad i'll take care of my chores.
So I guess this is where we are,
in the hospital.
Your little machine by your bed
Is slowly leveling out.
This is when I shout,
And they take you out and put you away,
This has been a rough day.
They pronounce you dead,
But again its a big lie in my head.
But I have to believe,
That you aren't here,
So I take on the world with nothing to fear.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

KitKatrina (68.113.60.103) -- Tuesday, November 18 2003, 05:20 pm

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Goodness Sarah, this made me cry. Seriously. NOTHING and I mean NOTHING makes me cry, heart touching Sarah. Your best yet and I know there are many more to come. I hope what this poem speaks is not truth, I am confused if this is real. Call me I need 411...love ya..
Brittany C Walker (198.81.26.141) -- Thursday, November 20 2003, 02:58 am

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That was an EXCALLENT poem....i loved it if your dad really did die....i am so so so so sorry.....later dayz......
Sarah Taurus (64.57.107.91) -- Friday, November 21 2003, 06:38 pm

Gucci...

The 411 is that no my dad didn't really die... but when I wrote this poem it made me think how life is so precious and I don't take anytime will my parents for granted... Because my friends dads' died and its really sad and depressing.. so I was trying to get into thier shoes to see how they really felt.. but I cried when I wrote this one...
kritika (122.173.255.32) -- Wednesday, May 4 2011, 12:31 pm

osam poem

good poem make me feel like crying
 
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