Mother

Mother
Pretty girl you are always trying to keep us from going but that is what you most want
Your times comes hurling towards the end
I know you miss being vibrant
The days progressed too quick
Now you have to let go of us to forgive
Everyone will be alright and if they are not
Then you did all you could
You are still pretty in old age and all
I know you feel the weight and decay
The only thing to do is 
Go with it and hope you are gone before you are feeble
I ask you to be optimistic
Coming Down
Give me surface responses
But the rope is getting tighter and she needs a break
Don't let yourself be carried away
Help before it is too late


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