I got the call Call me said Shane The next morning I got another call Your Dad is in the hospital No explanation of what was wrong with him I called the hospital to find his room number Found him in bed and Mom waiting with him He had a seizure He can't drive for six months I ate an omelet Mom made with ham and toast I watched the Packers beat the Cowboys with Dad It was the first meal I had eaten alone with them in years I felt bad Bad for all the meals I had missed because of bad words I got some homemade salsa from them I got a scare But I got some time I wouldn't have had otherwise Time with my Dad
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Posted: Jan 2015
About this poem:
You really never know what will happen next. Whatever the problems we have with friends and family, deep down, we love them.
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