We praise ground you walk on.
Only there is no steps to praise.
We take the beauty you give.
Only there is no one giving.
Mother where are you?
I don't see you in the crowd of my kindergarten graduation.
I don't see you waving goodbye as I leave for my first day of High School.
Mother where are you?
Will you be there when that diploma hits my hand?
Will you be there when that Degree hits my hand?
Will you be there when I take my first steps into motherhood?
Mother where are you?
She remembers crying your name but you never came.
She cried your name for years.
She cried your name so many times that you named became a word.
A word you can never find in a dictionary, because it became so forgotten.
Mother where are you?
Where were you when that little girl needed you to hold her in your arms?
Where were you when that little girl needed to be loved by her mother.
Mother that little girl is about to be 16 and still can't find her mother.
Mother that little girl is me.
Where are you?
