I haven't really liked Monday mornings lately....at least not like I used to, maybe because my mother's stroke happened only 4 Mondays ago? That early Monday morning nightmare makes me very reflective come another week in a new Monday. Then I start singing the "Closer to Love" song automatically. Will I get back to loving each and every morning again? My husband thinks so....he says I am not the kind of fire who can be put out. I will light up my life, I will smile again on some random new Monday morning, BUT maybe not for this year.........
Monday Morning
Monday morning how you sold her
How you woke us all up
It isn't your own fault for being just another Monday morning
I told you to go away
For I wish my mother would be okay
Now I have watched her lay, resting in such a way
She makes jokes that she is very old
Yet the truth be told she is only a few weeks gone
With a life time to remember
With new ways to get better
She makes faces when she is told
That another Monday morning unfolds......
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