My mother was never there,
for me when I was down.
She never could see me smile,
or cheer up a frown.
She never heard me laugh
with my friends late at night,
kiss me gently on the cheek,
or hold me in her arms so tight.
She never saw me with my first love,
coming home at dawns first sight.
She never could comfort me,
when my love and I would fight.
My mother wasn't there
when I lost my best friend,
I'd write to her many times
but no letter would she send.
She never got to see the joy
when I recieved my first pet
A dog I knew I had to have
when we first met.
She never brushed a comb
through my long, dark hair,
swim in dark, cool water,
or take me to the fair.
She never got to see me
jump a hurdle at a meet
or fall down at a basketball game
only to get back on my feet.
She never got to see me
dressed up in a blue-clad dress,
ready for a special night,
expecting nothing less.
She never got to see me cry
when my beloved dog ran away
She never was there,
kindful words she did not say.
She won't be there
for the day I've achieved
when I graduate from high school
so happy a place to leave.
She won't be there to attend
when I'm dressed in flashful white
To see me walk up the aisle,
and say, "Oh, what a sight!"