1991

Hospital beds,
Thoughts in my head.
Will she be okay,
And live another day??
A week or twenty years,
Try not to shed a tear.
Yes, she is my mom.
And yes, I do get mad.
But when she is sick,
It really makes me sad.
I make a wish,
For another day
A week or twenty years.....
I will not shed a tear
Now we think she's okay
She no longer feels so bad.
She really is okay now,
And I'm no longer sad!

Written by Nicole Cox - March 1997

Part 11: MOTHER

Well, I've shed about a million tears,
For now she's gone away.
The only thing I could have wished for,
Was a wish for her to stay.
She was truly my best friend,
She was always there for me.
She was there for me when I broke my jaw,
And just as much if I skinned my knee.
I loved her more than anything,
She meant the world to me.
Whenever I reached out, there she was.
And whenever she needed someone to lean on.
I was there for her to lean on me.
She was the only one who knew everything about me,
Sometimes I thought the only one who cared.
Whenever I needed her I called out her name,
And faster than you could think, she was there.
I loved, and still love her more than anything,
She was and still is the perfect mother to me.
I wouldn't give the relationship we had for the whole world,
For it means the world to me!

Written by Nicole Cox - June 12, 1997