Mama can you hear me, I have words of love to say,

My heart is so heavy with the words I need to convey,

When your mind has gone it’s impossible for me to see,

But the smile upon your face makes me hope it’s for me,

When Daddy passed away I was holding your hand,

Then I saw a teardrop fall upon your gold wedding band,

But now you’ve forgotten me and remember all the rest,

It’s okay Mama since I knew you longer, that’s the best,

The black curly hair I wore long and I wore for so long,

Was cut short when I was drafted saying it didn’t belong,

You didn’t give up when told tales of a war zone roam,

Honorable discharge at this time meant little back home,

If there’s a chance you can hear me I’m thanking you now,

You knew I wouldn’t quit and that I was still alive somehow,

A mother’s love for her son was shown to all wanting to see,

Thank you Mama for all the calls it took to finally get me free,

I don’t remember coming home as I was still in a bad way,

In truth an angel from heaven brought me home that day,

If only I could walk a path of Ireland in your head with you,

We would walk and laugh when I took you to your home too,

Perhaps a golden memory of love is where you now dwell,

The joy of holding hands with an Irish lad you knew too well,

May angels guide your heart and mind along paths of joy,

Take another path if happiness is there for you to enjoy,

At last you’ll cross that golden bridge thru a golden gate,

No doubt that young handsome dad of mine won’t hesitate,

To hold you in his arms as our Savior quenches your thirst,

And you’ll hear “thank you” from the one you forgot first.

The end, by Pat for my mother.