Struck

I have a mark on my back, its a mole. You had a scar on your back, it was a hole. Doctors, hospital, can we save her, they really didn't know. Tumors struck, oh how the luck, not a soul around, little girl needs tucked. Father trying to turn the page, his heart breaking feeling the rage.Death angels filled the room, open hands from above, she's going home soon. Little girl saw the lightning, eyes wide shut so frightning. Struck their hearts sunday morning, worlds apart, their world storming. Families everywhere started to pray on the stormy day that Cancer struck a daughter, wife, mother, a beautiful woman and God's angels took her away.