Mother thought the time was right
Packed her bags
Prepared the flight

Yet as she wandered round the house
Oh so quiet as a mouse

Wasted years came flooding back
**** near knocked her off her track

It made her stop
It made her think

A lifetime of a man and drink*

Does she dare?

Does she care?

Did she care?

Will she dare?

The door it does a beckon
But …
Mother’s rooted to the spot
The fear of life without him
On the landscape is a blot
Tiny steps are needed
As courage takes a dive
Mother’s slowly disappearing
A ghost that’s barely still alive

Room to room she wanders
Trapped in a bygone age
Dreaming of a life not lived
Outside her unlocked cage

Mother starts a doubting
Thinks …
That now’s too late
Thinks …
Who would really want her now?
She’s old
She’s overweight

Best years are behind her
Buried in his years
Mother’s dreams are fading fast
Soon …
They completely disappear

*Mother thought the time’s not right
Unpacked her bags
Cancelled the flight

And as she wandered round the house
Oh so quiet as a mouse

The wasted years come flooding back …