MY ROCK
(Mom)
Sometimes I catch myself
Thinking, “When I phone,
I can talk of this or that!”
Then remember, I’m alone.
She was always there
To answer my calls –
To listen to my “small talk”
Or when I climbed the walls.
At times, I didn’t feel like talking
And somehow, she understood –
Didn’t say she wished I’d call
Or make me feel like I should.
Now, I wish I would have
More times, to show I cared –
To say, just how important
Were, all those times we shared.
I could have shown my love
So much more than I did –
I never, did it enough
Even when I was a kid.
Now it’s too late to do or say
All those things I wish I had –
No way to ease the pain inside
When my heart is sad.
She was my “anchor” to this life –
The “rock”, that I clung to –
The place, where I could turn
When, nowhere else would do.
Now, the ravages of time
Have worn my “rock” away –
And all I have to cling to
Are memories of yesterday
Submitted By: Del “Abe” Jones
Zara Thehro, Chalay Jana..!
