Joey Poem by Christine P

I am your mother
I'm like no other
You are my son
Number one
In my life
I am here now, son
Not away anymore, hon
I went down the rabbit hole
Where I lost my soul
It was no wonderland

I am nothing, was nothing
Walking through haze
A difficult maze
Without you.....
I can no longer see
I am blind
I am mute
My heart destitute
Without you......
No music I hear
So now it's very clear

I see love in you
I hear sweet melodies
No blues.


In these words
I've found my voice, so......
I just long to know, son
That you understand, hon
Your hand in my hand
That I will always be your mother
And you will always be my son.