When Mother’s Day Is Hard

Kim D Bailey

I wrote this song for my kids, the ones I miss so much, for the unrequited love.

Zach, his grandmother Ellen, and me; one day old. July 6, 1986
For the eternal grief and loss I carry while I wait for some miracle of healing and reconciliation.

My daughter, Robin, a week old; June 16, 1991
This is my Mother’s Day each year I don’t hear from them. This is a mother’s heart each day I cannot call.

Noah, five days old, March 8, 1996
Wesley, Teddy, Zach, me, Robin and Noah. Christmas 2010 Can’t We Just Pretend?

I once held you in my arms

Such a tiny fragile life

A child myself, I had become

A mother and a wife

I didn’t have a clue

There were no maps along the way

But I did the best that I could do

To be a good mom anyway



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