Sorry if you find this somewhat maudlin
My Mother died young at fifty four
So young I've been married 54 years
Cancer entered and shut the door
The Devil hides in shadows and shows no mercy
Cancer and drug addictions his games
Mom smoked and the devil claimed
The right to torture her to her dying day
Today Grandma is ninety five
Old age approaches she has no vices
Every day we realize the end is closer
Soon it well be Mother's day
Show all the love to that lady while you may
A Mom becomes more special every day
Love and treat her special while you may
For my Mom it ends in memories
Mom's are special you have only one
I miss you Mom you're only son