Mum Me and your moko, We lay on the grass Staring into the stars And someone came by and said we might find you there But we didn't.
And how could we really Stars are burning gas hung by the powerful creator you are with But still I stared hoping for a shooting one
I haven't seen any since we were together on my deck and Mum- I've laid and held your cardies with their cigarette smell And I've curled up with your ashes and wept But you're not there I don't want to hear the empty words people say (I know they're only trying to help) I know you are not here
Yes I see you in my mirror and in the paintings you left In my birthday cards In the crutches by the door My daughter's face.
The memory of your warm hand stroking my face (if I concentrate hard I can nearly feel it) with love no-one else can give me
Lying in the grass With dew settling on our heads We knew you weren't there.
And I'm glad for you Mum Secure with the Father Finally healed.
I think of your face shining as the Holy Spirit filled you And your arms stretched towards heaven and your voice Singing 'On Eagle's Wings' Filled with joy
And I know that's where you are You're not meant to be here.