I weep for my child who is long ago gone
The choices he made he has made on his own
The choices he's made he must carry alone
A familiar stranger is all that I see
He looks like the person my boy use to be
The tactics I've used were not always the best
But when it's my children's well being that's at stake
A mother will do just whatever it takes
Whatever the price is when push comes to shove
Without hesitation I've paid it with love
There's been many battles and many mistakes
The weary heart struggles and very near breaks
Just clinging to hope, with a prayer and a plea
Beautiful Wanda.
ReplyDeleteI hope so too...