I wonder what she thinks about
Confined to her bed
A life long gone with only memories in her head
I wonder what she thinks about
Carefree as a child?
When she could be playful, free and wild
I wonder what she thinks about
The man she took as her husband
The happily ever after that was never bound
I wonder what she thinks about
When she had her kids at home
To love and care and nurture us, as we were her own
I wonder what she thinks about
Was she sad when we moved away?
Did she feel alone and abandoned as we went about our day?
I wonder what she thinks about
Laying motionless in her hell
A life that has now passed with only memories in an empty shell
I love you mum. You sacrificed so much. I wish I could make you better. You are my life. X