To Say Good Bye
At the beginning of the year, a family member lost her son to Cystic Fibrosis.
A hereditary disease of the exocrine glands, usually developing during early childhood and affecting mainly the pancreas, respiratory system, and sweat glands. It is characterized by the production of abnormally viscous mucus by the affected glands, usually resulting in chronic respiratory infections and impaired pancreatic function.
He was only twenty one years old. He suffered a great deal, but always had a smile on his face, even through the pain. I wrote a poem in his honor and I would like to share it with you. Here it goes:
It’s never easy to say good bye,
To watch them live, then see them die.
You hold their hand and kiss their cheek,
You listen to every word they speak.
You trace their face with your finger tips,
Perfect are their eyes, their nose and beautiful lips.
You can’t help but wonder if you’re doing enough,
To show them love even when you’re being tough.
You guide them through life the best you can,
Hoping one day they’ll be a great woman or man.
You’re sympathetic when they’re feeling blue,
You hurt when they hurt and this is true.
The advice you give you hope they receive,
So they’ll think twice before they conspire to deceive.
Warm hugs and kisses throughout the day,
At bed time, “I love you” is what you’d say.
You let them know that you’ll always be there,
No matter what happens, you really do care.
It sounds so final, that word good bye,
I refuse to say it and that’s the reason why.
I’ll see you later sounds better to me,
For I can only hope one day it will be.