When I Call You Mama
Mama can you hear me call your name?
Doesn't matter,I love you just the same.
Ninety years you've lived here on this earth.
And you have struggled ever since your birth.
A mother who was cold,a distant father.
An alcoholic husband who couldn't bother.
Now you live your days out in confusion.
Life to you is just a dark illusion.
When I call you mama,you just stare.
Sadly,I wonder is somebody there?
Yet I'll keep on showering you with love.
Some day we'll be together up above.
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2012
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