I made him laugh, then tears came
I think I have seen them there before
I just cant place a certain time
It looked so wrong to see him cry.
He said my antics were so "like you"
He giggled at my full hands and my chatter
My bright voice, pushing happiness in sickness.
I wont put the burden of my worry on him
And then he cried. His shoulders shook, but there was no sound.
There were only the tears that I'm sure I dont know.
He is strong. He never cries...no.
So I'm sure that they're something new.
"I love you" he gasped
No air for talking and crying at one time.
"I'm sorry for breaking down baby."
"I haven't until just this moment"
He looked at me, with appology.
Isn't a Father superhuman?
I held on to my own tears.
A daughter should be too.
It isn't just the physical pain
Nor only not being able to breath
And it is scary to know you'll die.
But these things didn't bring tears....
His eyes met mine again.
His voice was only a whisper.
There was however hard determination in his face.