written by: Janette © 2010 Janette Marie12/3/10
Oh, Mama, how could you leave
four of your six were still in the nest
none of us were grown yet
oh, how could you leave us
Too young to care for myself
yet needing to mother the younger
new home, new city, hunger
for the love of my Mother.
Taught to understand
I wasn't in your favor
always feeling dispicable
because I didn't have your favor
If walls could speak my thoughts
if they could tell of my heart
would you care to know
the sacrifce of youth I gave
to survive your flight
Oh, Mama, how could you leave
was your freedom worth the price
yet I love you and I forgive
