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his angel

i know this kid who got diagnosed with lukemia, and i was just thinking about if that was someone i knew better.... and then i came up with this poem.... the girl isn't me.... it's his little sister, hope you enjoy
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Created by d0st0r0s0 on Saturday, October 04, 2008

Okay, there was a boy

About 14

Brown hair, blue eyes

Tall and tan

Had a face any girl would oogle over for hours

But this boy had a problem

His problem was called cancer

They found it when he was 12

But still… it wasn’t gone

His family was religious

They believed God would held them through it

One day the boy got sick in class

He felt major stomach cramps

They rushed him to the hospital

Mom and dad stayed by his side for tow days

They prayed and prayed

They asked him to please be okay

On the third day

His sister came

His sister was a cute girl

Brown ringlets of hair hung down to the middle of her back

Her eyes a crystal blue

She had a face all the boys wanted to call theirs

She was 12

She and he were very close

Best friends to say the least

She was heartbroken to not have her brother home

When she saw him in the hospital bed

She didn’t fall to the floor in tears

She was a tough girl

Having all boy cousins did that to you

She walked over to him

And asked her parents to leave the room

They did as said without a word

She gently put her hand on his cheek

She leaned down to his ear and began to whisper

“mom and dad need you

This isn’t your time

Your tie will come

But it will not come today

God is wonderful

He knows this isn’t your time

So you better wake up soon

Because I’m very lonely without you”

And a tear rolled down her cheek at the sight of his pale lifeless face

“there!

Look!

You made me cry!”

She said and threw herself down on his chest

Tears fell one by one onto his sheets

She didn’t make any noise

Just sat there and cried

There was a sharp intake of breath

She looked up to see her brother’s eyes open

She smiled

“don’t cry”

He told her as he stroked her hair

“angels weren’t meant to cry”

“you must still be delirious”

She decided

“I’m not an angel…

I’m your sister”

He shook his head

“my angel”

She was about to argue again

Before he continued

“I was so close to slipping away

But then you came

And I knew I had to hold on

At the sound of your crying

I woke

You saved me”

She couldn’t force the tears back now

They poured down her face

“don’t cry”

He pleaded

“my angel”

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