As I lie dieing I smile

As I lie dieing I smile

Bleeding from my stomach and my eyes

I smile

I smile because I know she cares…

My daughter.

My daughter leans over me wailing with anguish

She did care about me

She did care…

And as the rain pours down on the footpath I ponder

Perhaps I could have found an easier way to have my daughter care for me

But then I shake my head

No, this was the only way for her to open her eyes

To finally feel what I have felt

My pain

My anguish

So as I lie on the footpath dieing, distant sirens wailing…

(As if hearing my distraught daughter)

I smile

My daughter did indeed love me