The Forgotten

She its in her gallery in Trinidad On a rocking chair all alone So many children she has But now it’s just an empty home She remembers when it wasn’t But that was a long time ago But it seems like just yesterday She was watching them grow Now they all are gone With homes and family of their own And thought she don’t want to She can’t help from feeling unknown Her husband ‘god bless his soul” Is now watching down from heaven She knows he is always with her So she is never forgotten He worked his fingers to the bones To make them a comfortable home And then she went out and scrub floors So she can bring home a little more Sending them everyday to school And then paying for the best collage For to be successful in life You need education and knowledge She is proud of her children And as a mother her heart is please Still can’t believe how time flies Just yesterday they playing on her knees When children leaves their parents homes They becomes seekers looking to find And often so many times Their parent slips from their mind They are soon caught in life’s cycle A job, wife, husband, getting marred Visits and conversations becomes few And always rushed or hurried This is just part of life And parents know this time will come And one day we all will have to March to the beat of life’s drum And every day she blesses them And they know they’re in their mothers pray And thought she feels forgotten She knows they cant always be here She fallen a sleep just for a minute But Smile when she becomes awake Cause there was her children and grand kids Singing happy birthday with a cake