"Hey Mom!"
Hey Mom, what do I hear,
is that dad at the door, please don't shed a tear?
I will take care of you even though I am small
I can still be a man though I am really not that tall.
Do not cry, life will once more be good
things will get better like I know that they should.
I will never leave you even though I am just a boy of five
I will always love you mom as long as I am alive.
I am now older and another woman into my life has come
but I will still care for you, for from you is where I came from.
The years so swiftly raced down the road of life
the lines on your face show all the pain and strife.
Your hands show all the work that you did for me
things you sacrificed, things I didn't even see.
Your bent frame shows all the wear and pain
your heart gave up many things you wished but weren't able to gain.
Your life was one of loneliness and at times I became a bother
but you were all to me, for I grew up life without a father.
You held me in your arms and wiped away the sad
things weren't the best but you made them really not that bad!
I still talk to you even though you have gone away
it was your time and at your side I wasn't able to stay.
I see your good in all the things of worth that I do
other people see them also and they are happy too.
Well mom, my time has also come
my worth will be seen by all, well maybe by only some.
One day the both of us will once more meet
we will hug and cry the memories to repeat.
Those things of bad and sad, evil and ill
the cries of pain will all be made so still!
So until then, sleep sweet mother of mine
death now awaits, it has become, the ending of my time!
Hey Mom, what do I hear,
is that dad at the door, please don't shed a tear?
I will take care of you even though I am small
I can still be a man though I am really not that tall.
Do not cry, life will once more be good
things will get better like I know that they should.
I will never leave you even though I am just a boy of five
I will always love you mom as long as I am alive.
I am now older and another woman into my life has come
but I will still care for you, for from you is where I came from.
The years so swiftly raced down the road of life
the lines on your face show all the pain and strife.
Your hands show all the work that you did for me
things you sacrificed, things I didn't even see.
Your bent frame shows all the wear and pain
your heart gave up many things you wished but weren't able to gain.
Your life was one of loneliness and at times I became a bother
but you were all to me, for I grew up life without a father.
You held me in your arms and wiped away the sad
things weren't the best but you made them really not that bad!
I still talk to you even though you have gone away
it was your time and at your side I wasn't able to stay.
I see your good in all the things of worth that I do
other people see them also and they are happy too.
Well mom, my time has also come
my worth will be seen by all, well maybe by only some.
One day the both of us will once more meet
we will hug and cry the memories to repeat.
Those things of bad and sad, evil and ill
the cries of pain will all be made so still!
So until then, sleep sweet mother of mine
death now awaits, it has become, the ending of my time!