Good morning, beautiful
What a smile on your face
So proud of that space
Where your tooth used to be
It’s a small victory
But we take what we get
The little things always matter the most
The little people who still smile when they know
Not everyone has a port in their chest
Not everyone’s sterile, not everyone’s sick
With bright bandanas
Where curls used to be
With all your hopes
With all your dreams
If I could I’d make each one come true
If I could, I’d protect all of you
So serious, in the fifth grade
Pointing out states: there’s a test today
So you sit and you study instead of play
But I wish you would put the books away
And I want you to dance, and use every feather
Glue them together to make yourself wings
Add all the glitter and become a queen
Cause your doctor’s in his office
With your mother, in tears
The last biopsy confirmed their greatest fears
God hasn’t cured you
And no man can
What will it take to save you?
Little lady
Little lamb
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Submission Name: a day in the life
