Mother

They say all good things must come to an end, 

But never could I have comprehend, 

You leaving me being just-round the bend, 

I watched your joyous smile start to fade, 

I saw your innocent life start to decay, 

And I saw you begin slipping into the shade, 

I rushed you in, but it was too late, 

I saw you disappear behind deaths gate, 

It was then that I realized my own fate, 

I cried for you, my tears like rain,

For I simply could not stop the pain, 

I would never be the same again, 

How could I live, when you weren't here?

You had always been there, but now I fear, 

That I might not cope without you my dear!

I miss you already, you were like no-other,

For how can I live without you, my mother?

Yet you shall always be with me, some-way or another,