And, So, Life Goes (C'est la Vie)
When you were youngI waited for the day you could speak.
I just knew we would chat everyday
until our voices were too weak
--to talk.
Soon you talked
and my world stood still.
But not for long...
Another hill,
And you learned
--to walk.
It wasn't long
You made friends
As my earth quaked.
You left again
And went to school.
--your world grew.
As you grew, I tried
To hold on to you.
But, you would cry
And wiggle free.
--I soon knew.
As a young man,
You would kiss my cheek
Before you left with friends.
Out the window I'd peek.
--You would leave me, too.
Now I am old and
Gray-haired and weak.
You come to visit.
I can barely speak.
--and you say...
"Momma, I love you.
You took care of me.
Thank you for being
The best momma to me."
-- my life passes away.
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