A Birdy Told Me

I was walking down the street and heard a whisper It was a bird calling my attention I walked and listened to the tail Of loss and hardship that would that would envelope For this bird was warning me that I shall loose am underrated treasure This was my mother They never tell you it's hell for the family They never say oh they have a right to yell They just say it's cancer and do not distinguish My mother was lost two years before she died She did not stick around Not in looks, not in mind The horror I saw in her change is sickening Crushing her spirits when I no longer asked her advice For that would have been unwise For that would have brought me no aid, only stress No relief from situation She was lost in the woods and would not return So the tumors overcame her with ease The will power was shot And her death bed pleas to the fairy in the sky were merely pathetic last calls Calls from a women who had not prayed in some years Prays are useless, do not offer me those Offer me understanding But do not offer this either because I do not wish this on any of you I only wish the bird would have flown away and bothered no one else