Mother’s Feel Pain

I remember you my little son

The day that you were born

When you came safely into the world

We all rejoiced that morn.

But mothers bear the agony

Mothers feel the pain

Not once, not twice, or thrice

But again and again and again.

I remember a Christmas morning

The year that you were two,

You were playing “golf” with your father

Striving the best you could do.

I remember you during your school days

When learning came easy for you

Complaining the work was too boring

When given assignments to do.

I remember you went on to uni

An arts degree then nursing too,

And you brought home a beautiful lassie

A life time partner for you.

I remember the day that you took us

The house you were buying to view.

Your life was so full of bright promise

We greatly rejoiced then with you.

But suddenly it was all over

Your motorbike crashed with a car.

We watched by your bedside in sorrow,

But already your soul had flown far.

And mothers bear the agony

Mothers feel the pain

Not once, not twice, or thrice

But again and again and again.