MY MOTHER AGAIN
constantly I'm crying but no one can see
the sorrow I'm having from missing a part of me
I've looked for comfort yet there is none
so the tears I cry is hid from everyone
but not you Oh! Lord! for you are like no other
you know the depth of my pain that I have for my mother
because my thoughts are daily of all I dreamed we'd do together
the wisdom she would've embedded which I would have cherished forever
she was unique and speccial so I pray you enjoy her too
just take good care of her My! Lord! is all I'm asking of you
because I know the day will come when this world will end
And I'll have the pleasure of seeing My Mother Again
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