Take me first.
I stood witness at the bed
As Mammy withered
To a stick, so small,
She couldn't cast a shadow.
Take me first.
I was one to agree
To stop the whirring machine,
And stood there
As Jimmy flat-lined.
Take me first.
Marlene asked me
If she was dying.
Thirty-nine is too young
To give an answer.
Take me first.
Daddy left in a hurry;
No good-byes in life
Or in death.
If I'm not taken first
Before my girls,
I will surely be second.
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
Take me first.
I stood witness at the bed
As Mammy withered
To a stick, so small,
She couldn't cast a shadow.
Take me first.
I was one to agree
To stop the whirring machine,
And stood there
As Jimmy flat-lined.
Take me first.
Marlene asked me
If she was dying.
Thirty-nine is too young
To give an answer.
Take me first.
Daddy left in a hurry;
No good-byes in life
Or in death.
If I'm not taken first
Before my girls,
I will surely be second.
