Sickness Poem

Sister About Her Sick Little Brother

This poem is dedicated to my little brother who has been very sick since the day he was born but he knows how to 'keep moving forward.'

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This poem makes me sit here and just bawl because my baby brother is very sick. I know on my heart that I am going to out live him. It kills me to admit that but it is true. But this little...

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Hush-A-By Baby, Don't Cry

© more by Beatrice Alesana-Rennie

Published: October 2009

He grows everyday
And thinks 'never die'
Life he will live his way
Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

Even though he's discriminated
He never asks why
He doesn't show he's intimidated
Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

The doctor's say he has limited time
And as the years pass him by
He becomes a relentless dime
Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

And as the sickness spreads
He doesn't whine or sigh
He isn't full of dread
Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

So the family, they prepare
But they put on a mask and lie
For maybe, maybe it will disappear
Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

And he says, now's my cue
Don't cry, for I'll be in the sky
Always watching over you
Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

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  • Michigan by Michigan
  • 9 years ago

This poem makes me sit here and just bawl because my baby brother is very sick. I know on my heart that I am going to out live him. It kills me to admit that but it is true. But this little boy is relentless. He says to me "Sissy please don't cry I am going to be ok. I know when I die I am going to go to heaven and be with Jesus" he knows what's coming and he has excepted it. Plus it don't help that we live 400 miles apart.

  • Texas by Texas
  • 11 years ago

This is just a beautiful peom. I lost my son 6 years ago and this poem is a short testimony. Thank you.

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