frail, jaded, beautiful, beloved
her body is broken and her soul cries out
searching herself for strength
she closes her eyes and prays for tomorrow
she never understood how much we loved her
she never understood how much we cared
I can explain it like this...
she is my best friend, my shoulder to cry on
my light in the darkness, my heart
I see the fear in my mothers eyes today
a fear we were never allowed to see as children
my protector now needs me to be her shelter from the storm
so I must be strong for her
the one woman who's flame will eternally burn in my soul
and surely if I may keep this Fallen Angel
I will forever be indebted to the Lord
for my mother is, and always has been
my most wonderful gift from above