Hold On To That Wood Dear, Until Mom Gets Back

So helpless I am Letting her leave me, my mom. A cave built of salt-water Is all I could see. I struggle and stride Fighting the tide. I see my neighbors floating; Alas! How can they sleep at this time? I wonder, from where the water came! All of a sudden; Uprooting huge trees and massive buildings Chasing us out of our home. I am scared, my poor teddy He will be all alone at home I am longing for my mom to come back To get back to him. But, where did she go, my mom? She held my hand so tight Not to give up at any height. I heard her screaming, “Hold on to that wood dear Until I get back” She left my hands and swam away. So helpless I am Letting her leave me, my mom. A cave built of salt-water Is all I could see. They call me a tsunami-victim Who lost his home, his parents And his poor teddy! I hear my mom screaming, “Hold on to that wood dear Until I get back”.