Now I know how my mother felt
I cannot pull out of this driveway,
I ask you: Please put on your seatbelt.
Sure the angels may have helped
But I do not want them to take you away
Now I know how my mother felt.
My love for you is rightfully dealt
So take heed of what I say,
I ask you: Please put on your seatbelt.
For I would truly melt
If the Lord were to take you away,
Now I know how my mother felt.
Losing you would leave an undying welt
On my heart. So every day I pray.
I beg you: Please put on your seatbelt.
I never want to see you boxed by wood and felt
And I I hope that you realize someday:
Now I know how my mother felt,
I pray you: Please put on your seatbelt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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