hey mom

hey mom, i wonder where you're singing right now? it's been four years since your wearied voice last graced my ears, telling me you're tired - your voice that once was the bright moonlight cruelly reduced to a faint whisper my heart wrenches as i recollect quaint melodies of your lullabies, how your warm tone danced and swayed above rainy evenings' hazy, frigid hums you were loved and embraced by music and never missed a chance to sing, and i loved to be embraced by yours like a blanket as i cry sleeping that's why my heart speaks in melody - my treasured rhythmic bequest from you. the night sky sparkles, feting your name, gently beckons to pass this gift on and so i pray wherever you are, your calm singing voice reverberates as do yours here across the valleys, the oceans, the mountains, the forests - every place i have sung in your name

hey mom, from the youngest of us came a girl she bears your name and she wears your smile the youngest of three, same with us three i'm sure she would've been your sunlight as did your two spunky grandchildren just a year old, her laughs infectious brightening the home that misses you hey mom, the younger of us is getting wed to a tall and charming young fellow who would've had your sure approval she looks happy and comfy with him as they start to build their family and i'm sure he would take care of her and she would take care of him in turn hey mom, the oldest of us is still alone stumbled a lot but has recently  just found his footing so don't worry he is still keeping your dying wish and has not forgotten it a bit the path he's taking is quite rocky but i'm sure it will all turn out fine