Together at last
Your children are my children
My children are yours
Friends may go and friends my come
No one can ever replace them
love children unconditionally with maternal love
No one can ever explain
Forgive all of their children's short comings
Long as they may live
Hearts of gold their hands to hold
From birth until it does not matter how old
Their children always live in their hearts
You can rely on them come what may
In the depths of their soul you will always stay
I encourage you comfort respect honor visit enjoy
Reverence adore them your whole life long
All will be lost when they are forever gone
Mama cried nearly every day
Depression then undiagnosed
Tears shed, no apparent reason
Confined to bed, embryo posed
No words seemed to lift her spirits
Her children thought that they’d done wrong
We offered smiles, encouragement
At times we gathered ‘round in song
But mom responded to crisis
Troubled heart offered great comfort
When we were sick or dealt a blow
She stepped outside, offered support
The agony that she endured
Took her from this world in her youth
Despite the torment in her soul
She loved her children, that’s the truth
Now we picture her smiling down
Frolicking with angelic hosts
Helping as only she could do
Chemical imbalance just a ghost
* Dedicated to my beloved mother who always managed to find the strength to be
there for her children despite her ongoing battle with depression. She died before
people knew depression could be linked to a chemical imbalance.
Taste the blood of your young and commit it to memory
May it taste so distasteful it sours your face and curdle's your sight
For the thought of there harm be your scariest fright
Offer them Protection from that which you fear
Wrap them in cotton and hold them most Dear
To your children give Love from heaven above
Pass on your knowledge your dreams and your vision'
Your's to dominate , Your's to castigate but mainly to educate
What's right from whats wrong and when to be strong
For you are all they have seen and where upon there personalities will demean
Treat your children well or they will tell
My children in cold anguish seethe
A spiteful mind sowed them with sinister seed
We praise them as they succeed
In the material world to live as emotional weed
Their little wings unfeathered for spiritual flight
O help me pray for then tonight
O parents, when you seek revenge
Against your sundered complement, remember
My children, just causes God avenge
If your cause is just, why blaze the cold ember
To advertise the bitterness of anger, suspend
Digging of the pit for sad end
Save the children when things fall
Apart, sure these silent years have wasted me
My choice to back against the wall
But time unweaves the false plots of history
And innocense is ambrosia to my hungry soul
Sea stones are clean where salt waters roll.
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