Saturday, January 31, 2009

MOTHER

One of these days
One day soon
You might ask yourself why
Why she turned on you
Why this grey sky

You ignore her
When she cries
She's been reaching for you
To lend her a smile
Clear the air awhile

Foolish girl, trying to fight
All this time, tried to tell you
Thought she was making sense
Holding on so very tight
Now she sees you clearly
Sitting on the fence
Her tears fall down
Pain around

As she groans and wonders
How much guts and gore
To see, how much more
Finally throughIs it late
Will she gain her strength

Needed to go on
Is she lost or found
Foolish girl, trying to fight
All this time, tried to tell you
Thought she was making sense
Holding on so very tight
Now she sees you clearly
Sitting on the fence

She's weaker now
But smiles down
In man's ignorance
You forget her tears
Wasted cries, wasted years

Foolish girl, trying to fight
All this time, tried to tell you
Thought she was making sense
Holding on so very tight
Now she sees you clearly
Sitting on the fence

april 2008

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