The Last Visit
As I was on my way,
To visit his dad,
I was afraid of what I'll see,
Because I didn't know what his condition might be.
So when I was on the elevator,
So many things were going on inside my head.
But when the elevator doors opened,
I slowly walked into his room,
And saw him lying in bed.
I saw him breathing, not really able to response or talk,
But he was still fighting for life.
And then I saw someone in the corner,
And knew that was his wife.
How much she really loved him, and never wanted to lose him.
And so you can see the worry on her face.
I never could imagine being in her place.
So when I stood there watching him, tears began to fill my eyes.
But I kept them there,
Because I didn't want anyone to see me cry.
Then when I was looking around the room,
I saw a picture of him, his family, and his dad,
And a note just above it that said,
"Papa, love ya a lot."
So I froze and stayed at that same spot.
But just the time I couldn't hold it in,
I rushed out the room.
Then cried and let it out in the waiting room.
Thinking how can I be so selfish,
Only thinking about myself,
Not thinking what he must be going through.
But now I would give anything to be there for him,
If only he knew.
When all this time all I've been thinking about is the pain,
And hurt he has brought me.
But he should know I've always cared for him,
His dad and his family.