Now as I've grown up,
I remember my childhood,
I recall so many times and events when I would fall in tears,
Losing hope and shattered beyond repair,
My mom would hug me,
And I would complain,
She would wipe my tears,
And say, 'Patience my child',

These words ever since that day have never gone astray,
Now that I feel sad,
I cry a couple of times,
Yes, I may also go on long walks alone,
I would lock myself up,
But then again it would hit me hard in the brain,
I hear my moms voice say, 'Patience my child',
These words have ever since brought a change.