They say a mother's love
Is stronger than the stars above.
But I've learned that mothers aren't all the same.
You decided to go away.
Dad and I weren't worth a stay.
You played us both like a kind of game.
I used to lay in bed and cry.
I used to beg and question why.
But then someone else came along.
She is strong and kind and true.
She is so much more than you.
Her healing love was like a song.
So all I have to say this,
Is that I no longer miss
A "love" that went away.
I do not cry in bed at night.
I do not ever hope you might
Come back to me. Play your game and stay away.
C