Losing My Grandchild
The swing stands still
The seat is broken
Like my heart
With words unspoken
When other children come to play
I feel like saying "go away"
This swing belongs to a special girl
With lovely blonde hair that tends to curl
She's the girl who's in my heart
But we've been savagely dragged apart
This swing is full of memories
Of happy laughter and melodies
While I pushed you on this swing
Many a joyful song we'd sing
These songs echo in my head
And my heart fills with dread
Are you happy or are you sad?
Is your life good or are things really bad?
I wish I could be there to hug you when you sigh
To hold you close when something makes you cry
To wipe the tears from your lovely face
To bring you back to a happier place
But the system says that's wrong
Only a mother can love that strong
Copyright © Aly Bahr | Year Posted 2023
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