After I'M Gone
After I'm Gone
By: Tom Wright
6/27/98
Who shall tie your little shoes
or tuck you into bed?
Who'll always plant a tender kiss
upon your nodding head?
After I'm gone.
Who'll sit up nights when you're sick
or by your bedside kneel?
Asking God, to please let them have
That unknown pain you feel.
After I'm gone.
Who'll be at home to see you off
to school on your first day?
Or help you with life's problems
You encounter along the way.
After I'm gone.
Who will teach you how to curl
and fix your tresses fair?
Or tell you things you need to know
Will there be one to care?
After I'm gone.
When later in your teens I'll wonder
If you can sew and cook?
Who'll see your face with reddish glow
From a boy's first look?
After I'm gone.
Someday from Heavens portals I'll look
and be pleased with what I see.
For though I cannot teach these things
you'll learn them without me.
After I'm gone.
Perhaps a dying mother's thoughts.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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