Get Better Dad

Poem By Shauna Stoltz

I may not be
friends with your son
but i love your family
more than I'm mad at him

today is a sad day
to go to school
since you're in the hospital
and not at school

you're my favorite teacher
and not just because
you're my dad
you're my friend

we got a call from Jo
and i started to cry
you found a mass
and didn't know what it was

so i waited awhile
then left for the hospital
and when i came in the room
i almost cried

seeing you on the bed
with pain killers all around
i hated to see it
but i knew i had to be strong

the doctor came in
so i left the room
i waited and waited
and then started to cry

i dried up my tears
when the doctor came out
he said you were talking
and that i should leave

so i came in to say good-bye
but when i saw you crying
i knew something
had to be wrong

so i hugged you both
and said i loved you
and as you both said it back
a tear came to my eye

i waited at home
and tried to calm down
but as i got on line
to ask about him

i was stunned to find
that the truth was treacherous
the doctor is 97% sure it's cancer
and i just cried

i knew I'd have to be strong
and help you guys through it
especially since it happened to me
just a few summers ago

so i wiped my tears
and closed my eyes
i said a prayer
for a quick recovery

the surgery is this week
and I'll be there for you
I'll stay for awhile
and hold your hand through it all

you did the same for me
when holly had surgery
now i can return the favor
and help my second family

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