Never thought the day would come

Especially in a month or two in my freshman year.

I dreamed of it once or twice before.

A nightmare, just a nightmare is enough to shed a tear,

But I did not think it would be so near;

My upmost fear.

Midday Saturday, a bang against the wall came from our father's room.

Against the wall lays our daddy, dizzy, dazed, and deaf from head to ear

A faint moan escapes his lips.

As my nightmare comes to life, I start to fear.

"Zoila! Did you call an ambulance? Why are they not here?"

The scene displayed in front of me, I do not cheer!

My father is taken away to the hospital, soon after is announced he will stay overnight. 

Will he be gone tomorrow? Please, no. He must know that I have great revere.

Now the sky is gray. The only thing left is to pray. 

The only thing lit is the chandelier;

My only light through the night shines, but as I sit alone, I can feel death is near. 

My heart aches as dawn breaks because the sky is very drear.

As my brother drives to the hospital, I know something is awfully wrong.

My heart pounds faster as we're near.

We park and I run, I run, run faster barley feeling my legs. 

The elevator rings and I can hear-

My mother's cries from inside the elevator. This kills me more, and I start to tear. 

I dash to my father's side, and I feel his cold limp hand then I know he's no longer here.