TEARS COME SOFTLY

TEARS COME SOFTLY

I thought I was immune to death,
having lost parents and siblings.
Nothing prepared me for the loss
of my daughter, or tears it brings.

She stopped by to see me at work
one Fall day and told me that she
had been diagnosed with cancer,
which came as a real shock to me.

I didn't handle the news well at all
and we both broke down and cried.
The tears come softly, deep within,
the feelings that we couldn't hide.

She was "an angel in the making"
and we knew the time would come
when she'd be gone from my arms
so then it would be over and done.

Three months she fought the battle,
till she could no longer ease the pain.
She had slipped away, Heaven bound,
and I would never again be the same.

Tears come softly as the years go by.
I think of her and remember her smile.
Sometimes I do see her in my dreams
but she is only there for a little while.

If I could turn back the hands of time,
there is much that I would like to share,
To be there for her each step of the way.
Life is precious, so handle it with care.

Countrymom
4/5/14

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