Mother, how special is that thought;
Grand memories of all you brought
To my life.
How forlorn I would truly be
Without the precious memory
Of my father's wife.

Crushed was my heart that awful day,
When you were required to move away,
And leave me behind.
I know if you had had a choice,
Or if death had listened to my voice,
All would be fine.

But the wheels of time did stop.
For you as it did for "Pops"
So, again, I am left to grieve.
Oh mother nearest to my heart,
How soon you had to depart,
And your daughter leave.

My being, my soul in so much pain,
How can I ever be whole again,
Without you here?
My world turning gravely dark,
Life flames waning into mere sparks,
The future I do fear.

Mother nearest to my heart,
Why did you not to me impart,
Some wisdom to carry me through?
The anguish of a heart that's shattered,
Trying to live when nothing matters.
What am I to do?

How can I live out each new day,
When I can