I can hardly see you for all the tubes and monitors they’ve attached you to my little one.
You look so frail and poorly.
Oh how I wish I could hold you – but I can’t.
Just hang in there, be strong for Daddy.
He loves you very much.
And so do I.
Please don’t leave.
Stay, just one more day.
I want you to see the sky.
The many colours it changes through.
The wonderful fun you could have with clouds and rain and sunshine and snow and…
I want you to smell cut grass in the park and roll in the autumn leaves.
I want you to hear Mozart and Beethoven and the Sex pistols and Radiohead and
whatever music your generation will bring you.
I want you to dance, to sing, to feel all the emotions with a whole an honest heart.
Please, stay one more day.
The doctors and nurses have come in now.
They’re shouting and moving so fast.
I can’t quite see what’s going on.
I just want you to stay – one more day, one more hour, one more minute.
Life has so much to offer you my dear, dear child.
Daddy loves you and so do I.
They’ve taken away the tubes and the machines now.
They’ve placed you in Daddy’s arms.
You couldn’t stay any longer.
Now you’re here with me and you never did see the sky.
Remember Daddy loves you.
And so do I.
Alice Anne Gordon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/please-stay-3/
