Mothers Day

It was supposed to be a routine operation I heard
My mother, your daughter, came to be with you before and after to help you, and that she did happily
She says that it seemed you sensed something was going to happen
It was a conversaton at the local D.Q. in your small town
That was the night before it happened
No one knows what went wrong, maybe just a small missight of a dosage or a bad reading that they missinterperuted
When the operation was over you had stopped breathing they say it was for too long and it put you into a commatose state
My mother, your daughter, says it was udder chaos, the only thing she was able to make out was some one yelling "get the family outta here."
When she saw you next you were whiter than white, and it looked as if you were in pain.
She stayed with you day and night for as long as it took.
The entire family came to be with you,
It had no affect on me, and I dont know why
As the days progressed people came to with you and wish you the best
My mother, your daughter, stayed the whole time, she says when she would sing to you yiu would groan
I know she isn't a good singer, I would have groaned too
Time went by and we stayed with you, always someone was there for you
I remember the day it happened, it was Mother's day
My sister, and I had gotten gifts
My mother, your daughter, was with you until the end
So was my sister and I, we were the only ones wit you when you shed your mortal coil
Ever since Mothers day has been rather special, knowing that you felt ready to leave with us by your side, you shared that with us
Thank you
It makes me smile knowing that you're gone and in a happier place with your husband, truly happy
My mother, your daughter now has a new respect from me
One that wasn't there before tis happened
Thank for those final gifts Grandma