Lost In Translation
I have to say goodbye, although you are not gone,
I will say I love you over and over because your memory is not long.
I think of the days, when you were on top and had so much to say,
Keep waiting for the day where you will seem OK.
Those days seem like history, where we can talk all night,
I wish you could remember everything with all of my might.
A lifetime of memories, lost at the shore,
never to remember a thing we shared,
nor anything in our hearts and at the very core.
You are My Mother, a love like no other,
Wish you were well, and could remember
all the times we shared, wish you could tell...
the moments we had,
they were not all bad,
to speak of yesterday would mean so much.
The way you were, hard and strong,
I wish for the days from before,
where we laughed and cried and sored.
So now instead, I wait for a touch, a hug a stroke of the hair,
letting me know you are still there and still care.
I will wait for the day, when I see you smile,
your make up all done, ready to walk a mile.
I will wait for your laugh, to spark up a room,
just because you do not remember does not mean it is all gloom and doom!
If I seem angry, ya your damn right,
I hate seeing my Mother with no memory, no understanding,
with no fight, as if no life...
If I hold a grudge, you better know,
It is not because I don't care, nor love,
it is just hard to understand. I just
it is just hard to understand. I just
REALLY hate the far away looks, the blankness in your eyes and the
FAR OFF STARES!
Love you Mom.
