For All the Mother’s Days We’ve Missed
Mom.
I wonder if you ever had this kind of Monday
And if a boy ever broke your heart.
I wonder if you leaned to the right when you stood
And threw in spices just to see if it worked.
I wonder if you ever felt like you just didn’t fit in
And you wanted to but couldn’t betray yourself.
I wonder if you ever served just to hide…and if you wore
Your lipstick bold because you didn’t want to look tired.
I wonder all this because our time was cut short
And I’ve got this blood in my veins that’s half yours
And I do things sometimes that don’t make sense
And I want to know I’m not alone.
I wonder if you begged God for things you didn’t need
And if He answered you in silence.
I wonder if you stood on California’s coast and felt small
And if you ever felt no hope at all.
I wonder if you liked to wear heels, even though tall
And if pictures held stories and not just images.
I wonder if you held memories in the way something smelled
And if you wondered if there was grace enough to spare.
I wonder all this because our time was cut short
And I’ve got this blood in my veins that’s half yours
And I do things sometimes that don’t make sense
And I want to know I’m not alone.
