If it's O.K.

Mother's day it was,
when I heard the shocking news.
A close to death experience,
I started searching for every excuse.

You may have just been tired,
or really really stressed out.
My cousin you may have just fired,
I know how much she makes you shout.

But I can't deny that you're growing old,
and I can't deny you're weak.
And as much as I have been and am told,
I'm starting to see that white streak.

Grandma Grandma do you love me?
You've said it a couple of times before.
But Grandma Grandma I hope you do,
and I get a new hope with each wave that hits the shore.

Because each wave it hits,
it hits the white sand.
And erases memories with it,
leaving our relationship bland.

Everything that happens,
it's somehow my fault.
And quickly like the rapids,
You prove my assault.

It's so wierd that we're different,
from all the other grandma grandchild pairs.
It's so wierd that your love is absent,
Yet you say that it was always there.

That you've always loved me,
no matter what I did and what I will bring.
But that's the point that confuses me,
because I never did anything!

Was it my fault you weren't around,
when I took my first few glances at the world?
What is my fault you weren't there when I made my first sound,
and when I first walked and danced in a pretty little twirl?

Or was it just my luck that you decided to be with her...
After all she is your daughter.
But I was your other daughter's child it's the least you could give me,
Instead I lay here slowly smothered.

Because never have I felt,
what all these other children feel.
Never have I smelt,
the smell of a hand cooked grandmother's meal.

And those yearly visits,
don't really boost my self esteem.
Because you just make me feel worse,
Of who I am and who I will be.

Either way, Oh granny,
I feel that time is running out.
So we should put all this aside,
and start round about.

We should go back to the start,
and try to show some love.
And maybe we can actually be that Grandma-Grandchild pair,
if it's O.K. with the guy above.