The forgotten

She its in her gallery in Trinidad
On a rocking chair all alone
So many children she has
But now it’s just an empty home

She remembers when it wasn’t
But that was a long time ago
But it seems like just yesterday
She was watching them grow

Now they all are gone
With homes and family of their own
And thought she don’t want to
She can’t help from feeling unknown

Her husband ‘god bless his soul”
Is now watching down from heaven
She knows he is always with her
So she is never forgotten

He worked his fingers to the bones
To make them a comfortable home
And then she went out and scrub floors
So she can bring home a little more

Sending them everyday to school
And then paying for the best collage
For to be successful in life
You need education and knowledge

She is proud of her children
And as a mother her heart is please
Still can’t believe how time flies
Just yesterday they playing on her knees

When children leaves their parents homes
They becomes seekers looking to find
And often so many times
Their parent slips from their mind

They are soon caught in life’s cycle
A job, wife, husband, getting marred
Visits and conversations becomes few
And always rushed or hurried

This is just part of life
And parents know this time will come
And one day we all will have to
March to the beat of life’s drum

And every day she blesses them
And they know they’re in their mothers pray
And thought she feels forgotten
She knows they cant always be here

She fallen a sleep just for a minute 
But Smile when she becomes awake
Cause there was her children and grand kids
Singing happy birthday with a cake