Mama

Mama, thank you for who I am
Thank you for all the things I’m not
Forgive me for the words unsaid
And for the times I forgot

Mama remember all my life
Your showed me love you sacrificed
Think all those young and early days
How I’ve changed along the way…
Along the way.

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I’m sorry it took all this time to see
That I am what I am because of your truth
And I miss you… I miss you…

Mama forgive the times you cried
Forgive me for not making right
For all the storms that I may have caused
When I’ve been wrong
Dry your eyes… dry your eyes…

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I’m sorry it took all this time to see
That I am what I am because of your truth
And I miss you… I miss you…

Mama I’ll always make you smile
I hope you’re happy with my life
Made peace with every choice I made
How I’ve changed along the way
Along the way…

And I know you believed
In all of my dreams
And I owe it all to you…MAMA…

"Do not stand at my grave and weep"

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye