To My Mother For Mother's of the World
Way back when the skies were blue
I wish I could have somehow knew
That after 4 there would be no more
The reaper took you up out the door
I never embraced mother’s day
Another excuse to throw it away
A shameful fact that is no lie
Just another reason to get high
I’m pretty sure today you can see
I have become who I should be
Everyday is another roll of dice
I don’t gamble its not my vice
What I do is give it all away
Just another prayer I shall pray
Lord for the mother’s everywhere
A short simple meaningful prayer
Never doubt within their fears
A hungry child sheds their tears
In our world so easily embraced
Hard to imagine a Mothers face
Who’s Child has not a pair shoes
Dying from some unknown flue
Only thing they really know for sure
Death is going to be their child’s cure
Sometimes the depth of what we write
A world away in the dark of night
Tears will become their only gifts
As a child’s soul their angel lifts
To these Mothers I pen this write
Babies in heaven finally alright
To my own mother I proudly say
Mom your son turned out this way
No need for greed or desire of lust
Just a simple man doing, as he must
A man forever planting his seed
For those who are more in need
I think we here in America often
Lose how desperate some parts
of the world truly are. I will be
spending today in prayer for the
Mothers who have nothing more
than faith to give or receive from
their Children. Always remember
even in these troubled times your
spare change can make a difference.
May God Bless you all
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