There on a hill of daisies That were blooming wild and free, Sat Anita crying softly While the waves washed in from the sea. She glanced up for just a moment Then closed her eyes in prayer, Why is it God you have to take Our loved ones for it's not fair. Why have you come for Mommy For she's only thirty two, The Doctor gave her two weeks to live And I don't know what to do. I have a brother and a sister Both much younger than I, How do I provide for them Should I explain or should I lie? Anita's eyes were red and swollen As she stopped to wipe a tear, Then a voice came down from the heavens "I am here so do not fear". I my child do not choose Who should live or die, That's just one part of living That can't be answered with a why. When I provided life my child It was there for you each day, Some may live for many years While others will pass away. Your Mommy talked to me last night Then asked if I'd explain to you, She'll be right beside you every day No matter what you do. You my child will carry on Her shoes are for your feet, So take the hands of your brother and sister Together life we all will meet. Along with life there is also death Which may come at any time, You must not fear your walk through life For there'll be many mountains you will climb. Even though your Mom will be here with me Our hearts will be with you, Now walk through life with confidence For you'll know what to do. Written by - Terry P. Barnes Poetry is copyright to Terry P. Barnes Please do not use or copy without express permission of copyright owner. Permission has been granted by Terry Barnes to use his poetry on this site.