Mama

When I sat down to write this
I was thinking about him
How he broke my heart and made me cry
And then I remembered
How you wept with me
And tried your best to make me smile
Tried your best to sooth the pain
Tried your best to make me stand
I'm far from standing still
But at least, I'm crawling again
Sometimes I cry because I've lost his love
Today I cry because you never left me
It is only you who knows true love
For that I'm astounded
Because I still can't seem
To realise I'm really lucky
I don't know how you do it
You just give and give and give
And all that I am ever doing
Is to hurt and break you down
"I'm sorry" sometimes sounds
As if they don't mean a thing
But when I write them here
The tears are freely flowing
Not for him but for you
For without you
There wouldn't be a me
Who else should I love more
But you my dearest mother.

~Happy Mother's Day!~
  ¶ 08:52