Home
Where do I go to hide the pain?
Where do I go to live?
One place comes to mind,
HOME
Home is a place I go for shelter
Home is where it’s safe
I think about who’s waiting there
A woman worth coming for
A woman worth seeing
A woman I call my mother.
So sweet and fragile
So helpful and full of life
A helping hand when I’m in need of love
She is an angel sent from heaven
An angel sent for me
The one and only who’s there for me
She cared for my health
She cared for my life
She needs to see
That I’m on my way home.
But how can I go
I left her there with no one near
She might hate me
She might not care any more
As long as I’m with her I will be ok
As long as she’s alive I will live
As long as we’re together our love will
Somehow grow
So now I’m in front of the door
Waiting to open it
My mother, my angel walks
And opens it.
‘I prayed you’d come back’
And in her arms I start to cry
How did I leave such a dear person?
How can she still love me?
I hurt her, she prayed
I left her, she prayed
I showed no love, she loves me still
She is my mother
My angel
My one reason to live
And now I pray to God for her
‘Save her, help her,
I need her here.
I need the love of the angel you sent to me
I need to know what to do
When I lose my way home.
I need her here, I need her love’
Once I’m asleep she holds my hand
With words that wake me suddenly
She whispered in my ear
‘I will always love you
With love like mine you need not fear
I’ll be here long enough to see you
If I go today, still I will love you
Even when I’m not near
I’m closer then you think
You’ll always find a way back home
I’ll always be with you
If not in flesh then in heart
Take care, my love,
My one true treasure.
That night she passed away
I’m left alone with only a body
I’m walking down the same street as before
The one I walked alone, long ago
But like my mother said
I will always find
A way back home.
- Anna P Chebukina
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