Mothers Cry Alone and in Silence
When Their Child Leaves Their Life
The Hurt Builds Up, like a . . . High Fence
Leaving So Much Anxiety and Strife
When Children Walk from Our Lives
Not Appreciative of the Love We Gave
We Wonder If We'll See Them Again
The Loss . . .Is like an Empty Grave
Must a Mothers Heart Always Be Lonely
Breaking a Little, Day after Day
Trying to Blot Her Child from Memory
Still, Loving Thoughts Continue to Stay
A Mothers Love Is Unexplainable
It's Always There...In Good Times or Bad
But the World out There . . .So Obtainable
Can Steal Her Child, From All That It Had
A Mothers Hurt Can Be Devastating
It Tears Her Apart on the Inside
Never Knowing...Always Waiting
Always There with Forgiveness
. . . And Arms Open Wide!