What’s all about daddy?
Why am I here, I’m missing John’s party?
Why does it hurt daddy when I breathe?
Why am I plugged in, always in this bed?
He asks me these questions,
Each day so it seems
And I have not many answers
Other than, this my son is how it’s for you.
Everyday I come and watch you lie there
I see the print out from the night before
My heart breaks a little; as you head further to the red
That’s all I see, as you fade slowly away.
You didn’t deserve nor asked for this,
Its how you are, we do all that we can
I have no answers other than it’s who you are
And I see you nod, as if those words suffice.
You watch all the news; I’ve seen you cry
Over the plight of some child, some lost neglected soul
You say can I help with that appeal for that child?
I’ll write them a letter, give away all my cash.
I see you rally despite all your pain
Reach out with joy when I come around
Your spirit lifts and sustains me each day
I am so proud my son; you are the boy that you are.
The answer I come to when I think of you
Is to be who you are, never someone you’re not
We can only be the people we are,
Loving and cherishing the ones we hold dear.
You my son touch the lives of so many
I see it each day; by the way you behave,
Never a cross word, compliant and patient
You have so much to give; you bring joy to my heart.
But I know a day will come to soon
When the machines will not be enough for you
And you’ll slip quietly away, as I hold your hand
I do know you’ll never, leave with a fuss.
You are what life is all about
Caring and compassionate, the best you can be
You are my son, your courage astounds me
I know that always, you’ll live in my heart.
Written for : http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/15/poetry-prompt-15-the-meaning-of-life/
Morpethroad 
This is a very sad poem, Michael. Do you really have a son in hospital? You wrote painful but beautiful words.
This is very moving
Thank you Suzanne, have a good evening.
Oh this really moved me. It made me think of poor Stephen who lost his battle yesterday (has he been in the news in your part of the world?)
I’m not sure if this is real or imagined – either way it is deeply moving and as a parent really takes me to a place which terrifies me. x
Actually Stephen was on our news. The meaning of life I was exploring through a hopeless situation, for me it gave a clearer understanding. Thanks Pooky.
It was a really interesting take. Sometimes I think that it’s only at the extremes that we can begin to understand the day to day. You did a beautiful job today Michael x
Thank you Pooky happy to participate.
So heart-wrenching, Michael. Really beautiful, too.
Thank you Mandy I appreciate your comment I hope you are having a good day.
So sad, yet so meaningful. It always touches me that little children are the best teachers on life and how to live it. Really well done Michael.
Thank you Jackie, we get a humbling insight to life thru the eyes of children. Thank you for your comment.
So sad. 😦
May Stephen rest in peace.
Yes I saw that yesterday RoSy. But it was coincidence that my post coincided with his death. His view on life was quite remarkable.
Very beautiful, Michael…so very moving. You wrote with heart, truly nicely done.
Thank you Cher, I appreciate your comment.
this brought tears to my eyes, emotion to my heart, and understanding.
moving word art, so good!
Thank you so much thank you for reading and your comment.
This is sad, yet so very beautiful. It speaks to the depth of my being about the power of unconditional love.
Thanks tricia, I’m pleased you saw that in this piece. Thank you again.