My Life Giver

It's been a year in just six days God knows where you are now Time to accept you're not coming back But it terrifies me somehow I never said good bye to you properly And that's what probably hurts the most Because I've never been a believer In Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

You know I try to think of good times But the images just fade I just see you laying, waiting In those clothes you're sister made And I see the last time that I saw you God I wish I'd hugged you then I guess I never wanted to believe that You could leave your chosen den.

I know that you were suffering And you did the best you could You broke all the rules so often When I never thought you would I wish you could of suffered longer That's so selfish, God I know I really thought that I was ready But I still can't let you go.

I was jealous of my sister Because she was there on your last day Everything would have been so different If I could of had my way And I know there's no timetable For when that train begins its run I just wish you could have said one last good bye To your one and only son.

And I hope you heard my words to you On that day we said farewell I kind of felt that you were listening And watching me as well I can still hear that harp playing As we walked through all those eyes Who the hell were all those people How I hate public good byes.

And I'm going to try and visit you At that place your resting now I'm sorry I've not returned there It's such a final place somehow Please don't think that I don't love you That's so untrue, I'm sure you know Please don't think that I don't miss you mum I just find it hard to let it show.

It's been a year in just six days God knows where you are now Please visit me just one more time Someplace, sometime, somehow.

written in December 1997 miss you mum Copyright © 1997 by Luke Jennings, All rights reserved