[From the heart...Mother to son]

My whole existence oozes sorrow, you're nineteen years old tomorrow,

Seem's out of time we somehow ran, my baby boy is now a man,

Can't be much fun when looking back, a mother who got hooked on Crack,

'Bout fifteen years guess it did span, without your mum 'n' raised by nan,

Those fifteen years we both did wait, is it too little 'n' much too late,

To be a mum who for you's there, instead of bein' in foster care,

Beneath the same roof we do live, but can your mother you forgive?

For all the years we spent apart, surely you know it broke my heart,

To carry you around inside, and  motherhood be then denied,

To hold the son I had been blessed, just as they tore you from my chest,

I'd seen it comin' for a while,but lost myself within denial,

One out-come always meant to be, you'd spend your childhood without me,

But when I think back can't bear the pain, that's eased by only Crack Cocaine,

The sweet narcotic Satan's curse,the one thing makes it better makes it ten times worse,

So Happy Birthday darling son, it's true your life has just begun,

Embrace it each and everyday, live life to the fullest 'n' come what may,

One thing depend on to be true,is me being there always for you,

To the end of all time and right back to the start,I write what I feel for you straight from the heart.