I lay within a drawer so long
Loneliness was my heart's song
My diamonds never saw the light of day
Since granma's death,I'd been that way
Her grandson went a'courting strong
Maybe my exile now,will not last long
He brought home his bride-to-be
Glowing with pride,for his parents ,to see
He slipped me on her left hand,
They planned a wedding,oh so grand
That special day soon came around
A gold band nearby, I suddenly found
For many years we would not part
Such friendship heals the lonely heart
A day then arrived,of which I live in dread
Returned to a drawer,by a bed.
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too kindfullness
kindfullness too so kindfullness kindfullness too kindfullness so kindfullness.
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too greatfullness
so greatfullness too greatfullness so too greatfullness greatfullness greatfullness so too
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too Bestfullness
too Bestfullness so Bestfullness too Bestfullness so Bestfullness Bestfullness Bestfullness too so
Bestfullness too so Bestfullenss.
Anak Manusia is Anak ALLah Bapak Allah Bapa AlLAh.
The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son of God Son of GOd is Thea Son Of God Son Of GOd.
Thea Son of God SOn Of GOd is Anak Manusia is Anak ALlah is The Son Of MAn SOn Of Man is
The Son Of God SOn of GOd.
The Son Of Man SOn of Man is Anak Manusia is Thea Son OF GOd Son Of GOd.
The Son of Man Son of Man is Thea Son of God Son of GOd.
Anak Manusia is The Son of Man Son Of Man.
Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son Of GOd Son Of GOd.
Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is Anak Manusia.
The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Jesus Christ Jesus Christ Yesus Kristus Jesus Kristus The
Jesus Kristus Yesus The Chrsit YESUS CHRIST Imanuel Immanuel thE alPHA aLPHA tHE Omega
Omega Alfa Omega alfa omega Alfa Omega The Omega The ALfa the alpha alpha.
Anak Manusia is Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Jesus
Christ Jesus Christ Yesus Kristus Jesus Kristus The Jesus Kristus Yeuss The Christ Christ Yesus
Immanuel Imanuel the ALpha Alpha alpha alpha the The omega omega Alpha Omega Alfa
Omega THe Alfa Omega The Omega Omega.
tHE SON OF MAN SON OF MAN is The Son OF Man Son Of Man is Anak Manusia is The Jeuss
Christ Jesus Christ Yesus kRISTUS Jesus Kristus The Jesus Kristus The Christ Yesus Yesus
Christ tHE aLPHA aLPHA ALFA ALFA THE THe Omega Omega OMEGA the OMEGA tHE ALPHA
ALPAH THE ALfa Fala The Omega Omega.
The Son of Man SOn of Man is Thea Son of Man SOn of Man is Anak Manusia The First First
and The Last Last is The Beginning Beginning and The End End is Yang Terawal and Yang
Terakhir is Yang Awal dan Yang Akhir is Yang pertama dan Yang terkemudian is Yang
Terpertama dan Yang terterkemudian is Yang Terterkebelakang dan Yang terkebelakang is Yang
Terdepan dan Yang terterdepan is Thea Beginning Beginning and Thea End End is Thea First
First and Thea Last Last.
Mother, your insanity is my blessing!
Your cry, like a creaking door,
Opens to a lawn of sour,
Your eyes, like a flame of candle,
Pierce to my heart that fails to handle.
And, your insanity is my blessing!
Because, I am not a son of your dream,
The essence that dripped out of the cream,
The life that burns as a wooden window,
The deep woods that drenched with heavy shadow,
Mother, I am not a son of your dream.
The dream of becoming a morning dew,
A song that moves a failing crew,
A dawn, a dusk and a poem with lovely words,
A canoe in search of unknown world,
And, I am not a son of your dream.
See, I am a warrior of a loosing battle,
The blood was washed through the rains that clatter,
I see the children playing on the streets,
I do not know, is it sickle or flowers for them to treat?
I am not a son of your dream and still away from your curse,
Mother, your insanity is my blessing!.
Times drift by,
Yesterdays are passed,
Memories never forgotten.
Memorable things now stored away,
Favorite things you so enjoyed,
Now safely treasured in a box.
Your first baby blanket neatly folded,
Years of artwork carefully packed,
Heartfelt poems written by you,
Now treasured and protected.
Your favorite chair,
Still sits on the porch.
At times as I sit outside reflecting with God,
I look into the empty chair
And wish you were there.
Photographs of you of years gone by,
Now lay safely in a box,
Always to be looked at,
To share and reflect upon.
The last words you spoke to me,
Still replay in my heart
Never to be forgotten,
Praying to hear you speak again,
“I love you too, mama!”
The last moments spent with you
Are treasured memories created,
Filed away safe in my heart,
Always to be cherished with love.
I miss you coming home late,
Always wondering while I wait.
I miss the way you pleaded for me
To warm a meal, to get a drink,
And though I was tired or though it was late,
Out of love I gave in to your hearts desire;
Then excitedly in a child like voice, you'd say,
“Thank you mommy, I love you!”
A part of me is lost,
An empty space fills my heart,
An empty room where you once laid your head.
So many things you left behind,
So many lives you've touched,
Never to be forgotten, but always remembered.
I do not know why,
For it is not for me to understand.
The time will soon come
For me to know the truth
As to why you had to go.
Some day very soon,
When Gods perfect plan is revealed
And when in paradise eternal,
Is when I shall see your smile,
Look into your eyes,
And hear you say, once again,
“I love you too, mama!”