Home

Where do I go to hide the pain? Where do I go to live? One place comes to mind, HOME Home is a place I go for shelter Home is where it’s safe I think about who’s waiting there A woman worth coming for A woman worth seeing A woman I call my mother. So sweet and fragile So helpful and full of life A helping hand when I’m in need of love She is an angel sent from heaven An angel sent for me The one and only who’s there for me She cared for my health She cared for my life She needs to see That I’m on my way home. But how can I go I left her there with no one near She might hate me She might not care any more As long as I’m with her I will be ok As long as she’s alive I will live As long as we’re together our love will Somehow grow So now I’m in front of the door Waiting to open it My mother, my angel walks And opens it. ‘I prayed you’d come back’ And in her arms I start to cry How did I leave such a dear person? How can she still love me? I hurt her, she prayed I left her, she prayed I showed no love, she loves me still She is my mother My angel My one reason to live And now I pray to God for her ‘Save her, help her, I need her here. I need the love of the angel you sent to me I need to know what to do When I lose my way home. I need her here, I need her love’ Once I’m asleep she holds my hand With words that wake me suddenly She whispered in my ear ‘I will always love you With love like mine you need not fear I’ll be here long enough to see you If I go today, still I will love you Even when I’m not near I’m closer then you think You’ll always find a way back home I’ll always be with you If not in flesh then in heart Take care, my love, My one true treasure. That night she passed away I’m left alone with only a body I’m walking down the same street as before The one I walked alone, long ago But like my mother said I will always find A way back home. - Anna P Chebukina