I have no other place to be
Except for my prayer place
Because in the OR
She's gonna be scared
I know how sensitive she is
She's like ice scoop in may
I got that in my DNA
If she cries when she sees or's lights
I need someone to be there
To hold her hand & tell her it's gonna be okay
She needs to fight
Cause she has so much dreamy nights
And for the horses that might visit someday
For the glory she's about to see
And when this over &
As the Adenoma disappears
& Sight appers
Take this flight
And come back to me
_Fatima Alzhara Rafa
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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