Friday, February 18, 2011

Ask My Mom.

My Mom, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before
But from now until she dies,
She’ll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mom how she is
And because she can’t explain,
She will tell a little lie
because she can’t describe the pain.

Ask my Mom how she is,
She’ll say "I’m alright".
If that’s the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night?

Ask my Mom how she is,
She seems to cope so well,
She didn’t have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.

Ask my Mom how she is,
"I’m fine, I’m well, I’m coping".
For God’s sake Mom, just tell the truth,
Just say your heart is broken,

She’ll love me all her life
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
She’ll lie and say she’s fine.

I am here in Heaven
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you don’t listen
Hug her and hold her near.

On the day we meet again,
We’ll smile and I’ll be bold.
I’ll say,
"You’re lucky to get in here, Mom,
With all the lies you told!"


Melissa S said...

So spot on! Love to you!

Nan P. said...

Sending you a hug, Amanda.

And Nolan's smile on the video below is so sweet. Thank you for sharing it.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful poem; beautiful picture... Amanda, I'm sure people the world over feel for you SOO much, and would guess at the incredible pain you must be experiencing... Just know that people like me are thinking of you heaps, and just hoping that, with the passing of time, at least the pain is dulled a little for you- NOT so that dear Nolan is ever forgotten, but so that you can bear the memories with some comfort...
Wishing you lots of love and comfort!

Jenna said...

my name is Jenna and I came across your site. Nolan was an amazing brave courageous fighter and a hero, and he is still a hero in heaven. I am know that during his short life here on earth he has touched so many lives of others, and continues touch lives in heaven, and by his site. U will be in my thoughts and prayers. i was born with a rare bone disease. I love it when others sign my guestbook.