the mask

the mask its plain for all to see
is a smiling happy carefree me

i,ll laugh along with all your jokes
and seem quite happy to all other folks

this mask will be here forevermore
although it hurts me to the core

it will be with me for eternity
it will never ever set me free

i lost my tiny baby you see
lost at 17 weeks of pregnancy

no sweet smiles or rosy cheeks
i know its only been 3 weeks

and i will miss you forevermore
till its my turn to knock heavens door

so this mask ill wear till then
but when that will be i wont know when


written by Patricia Rogers 3 weeks after losing my angel Codie