She may not be here now, or you there.
She may have passed before you, so you couldn't tell her.
She may be frail and no longer know you, and the words you say seem lost.
She may be alone as you went before her, but you're always in her thoughts.
But know in your heart how she loved you so much and brought you into this world.
For nine months she carried what you have now become you are her best work.
Then she wrapped you, named you and held you, so close in her loving arms.
So today tell her you love her wherever you both may be.
It's sometimes easy to forget, she's the reason that you are here!

Should you add
another cloud
to rain above my head,
I'll bring the light
to make it shine
and create a rainbow,
instead.

And should the day
turn into night
before we've had our time,
I'll sing for the stars
and the moon above
to see the black sky
shine.

We live in the moment of now,
heads turn, keyboards click, we watch.
In this wretched time of trends,
things only seem to last a day,
if lucky a week.
We live in constant searching,
yearning for the next popular trend.
Unaware that events are taking place in our peripherals,
tunnel vision has us looking through a tube.
Social media has turned us into cowards,
mindless fools trying to keep up.
But when we're bored, which is a lot,
we crave for something new to laugh at or love.
For only 2 days.
Commitment is a distant word these days,
with only attention spans of just a week.
It's a very scary thing these trends,
with them our futures bleak.