Nobody told us this day, last year,
That Mothers Day would be your last;
No one said that buying you gifts
Would soon be a thing of the past.
Mamma, all we have to hold onto this year
Are mem’ries precious and dear;
All that we call to remembrance,
Either bring a smile, or cause a tear.
You are not at the other end of the line,
No smiling face on any gadget’s screen;
This Mothers Day, silence, stillness prevails,
Where your life-filled laughter once had been.
But- despite the hollow, there’s happiness,
Despite the chasm, a crack of cheer;
‘Cos right now, no better place you could be,
With your Saviour, Soul-lover e’er near.
Sure it’d be good, O so good,
To hear your voice, see your smile once more;
But I know this Mother’s Day, Mother dear,
You have all that you’ve ever wished for.
Missings you? Yes! Longing for you? Sure!
But nothing in me will wish you back;
Cos’ I know you’re Home, truly Home,
At rest e’ermore, nothing more you lack.
Today, a motherless Mother’s Day for me,
Next year and ev’ry subsequent the same;
In my heart nothing changes, always you abide,
My dear Mamma, Mommy, Mum, you remain.
