Margaret 28th February 2008

The times I didn’t sleep until I heard you come through the door I listen now, but realise You’ll come through the door no more I worried for you oh so much As mothers often do No worries now, just heartache Because I’m missing you I’m tired and so very lonely I’m numb with grief and pain Will I ever feel well again? Will I ever feel sane? The “madness” comes in waves you see Despair is hard to bear I lost my dearest, precious son And no one seems to care I’m sure they do but life goes on It’s just another sorrow For someone else, but not for them They’ll be OK tomorrow! For me tomorrow will not come It will always be “today” The day I heard that you had died The day you went away I live the moment every day And many tears I’ve cried For I knew then true happiness Forever would be denied