I Went To Visit My Mother But There Wass a Stranger In My Mom's Bed

I LOST SOMETHING TODAY THAT I WAS NOT HARD-WIRED TO DEAL WITH SO I HOPE YOU'LL INDULGE ME A PERSONAL POEM....THANKS TO THE FOUR OF YOU WHO READ THIS: I WENT TO VISIT MY MOM BUT THERE WAS A STRANGE OLD LADY IN MY MOTHERS BED Yes Mom, I did it just for you The thing you always told me to do No,,,,,,,,more like asked me to do with your kindly flair So I thought this only fair You always told me you didn’t like it that way Oh, if only I’d listened to all you had to say So I put it on especially for this day That wasn’t too great a price for a son to pay See, Mom, if you look in the back you can tell And I’ll wager you’d say “and your wardrobe looks well” But should I walk in without it you’d gasp for air “my god,” you’d scream, “look at your hair” I’ll bet you the color is wrong and it’s not tight enough And you would make the necessary adjustments but gently, never rough But you can’t stand and do that and to me this simply isn’t fair because upon this day of your death, Mom, just for you I wore a pony-tail in my hair ~free cee!~