She was an angel in my eyes; never saw anything wrong that she could do,
She raised me up when I was down; she fixed me when I was black and blue,
She lay with me when I was scared in the middle of the night shivering, she prayed with me when I was unsure where my life was heading,
She would listen to me for hours and hours of things that would be childish to say today,
She never judged me or looked at me in shameful, regretful way,
She loved me oh she loved me, so I wonder what happened to her that day,
I tried to raise her but she kept on falling down, I tried to fixed her but she was more red and black then black and blue,
I would lay with her to keep her from crying, I would pray with her to ask the lord to keep her from dying,
I would listen to her for those last five minutes of things that give me nightmares today,
I never judged her or looked at her in unloving, ungrateful way,
I loved her I loved her so much,
Why did you have to do it that day? Why did you let god take her from me? Why did you give god a reason to take my mother away?
