Momma was dying,
I laid crying.
The day the ambulance
came and took Mom
away.
She laid in a bed
so thin so white.
I talked about
starting high school
and missing her.
I was told to say my
good byes
as it would be the last
time.
My last word I spoke
to her where "I love you"
I walked out of her room
And down the hall
a few weeks later
we got the call.
She wouldn't make it
another night.
Cancer took her,
but she put up a fight.