Thursday, May 10, 2012

Mom's little white lies....

I've met a lot of mom's who are in this private club of "grieving moms" since my first child, Randee Marie, died in March 1971 and I think this poem describes almost every one of those moms very accurately.... Sad isn't it, that typically the only one who recognizes those "little white lies" are another mom from the same private club... This poem is from each of our angel children "to those around us!!!  ... Cherie Houston

My Mom, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before.
But from now until she dies,
She'll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mom how she is
And because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie
Because she can't describe the pain.

Ask my Mom how she is,
She'll say "I'm alright."
If that's the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night?

Ask my Mom how she is,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.

Ask my Mom how she is,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For God's sake Mom, just tell the truth,
Just say your heart is broken.

She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
She'll lie and say she's fine.

I am Here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you don't listen,
Hug her and hold her near.

On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here, Mom,
With all the lies you told!"

I love you Mom – Happy Mother’s Day!


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