Oh momma, how can I help ease your pain,
I see the tears sliding down your cheeck,
with each step you take.

You've fallen again,
we rush you in
when will it end,
when will you be free?

This sounds shelfish and maybe I am,
but I'm just not rerady to let you go.

So with one more tear,
one more time of thinking this is it,
I muster up the strength,
and say I understand momma,
you need your peace
your so tried it's time for you to rest,
if God is calling its ok you can go home,
you have given me the wings to make it on my own.

I still dont know how but everytime,
you somehow find the strength and come back to us,
I sit b your bed day after and just prey that
you'll still be here tomarrow,
I'm a growen woman yet I still need
my mommy.

So with one more tear,
one more time of thinking this is it,
I muster up the strength,
and say I understand momma,
you need your peace
your so tired its time for you to rest,
if God id calling its ok you can go home,
you have given me the wings to make it on my own.

With one more tear.