Why
Lord, why?
That's the normal question I cry
Why me?
I don't know how to be
She was my mother
I have no other
Who is going to help tie my shoes
Or put a band-aid on my bruise
What about when I start to like boys
Instead of little girly toys
Who is going to teach me about make-up
And comfort me after the break-up
Love me through the years
Dry away all my tears
Lord, why?
I didn't want her to die
Don't you know I need her
I wish things could be the way they were
My feelings were all a mix
After all I was only six
I know it was in your time
But it felt like such a crime
I will be okay
Because you answer me when I pray
Although I don't have mine
I've got one that's oh so fine
She's loved me all along
I guess you knew that we belong
Thank you for this gift
It's a load that you lift
I might still ask why
But at least I won't cry
Because you didn't leave me on my own
You gave me someone, so now I'm not all alone
To you I will be greatful
And always faithful
Copyright © Jessie Barnett | Year Posted 2007
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