Mother Dear, Oh Mother Dear

Mother dear, oh Mother dear, were you ever young? How felt you on the day when love had just begun? Did tulips drip from every branch and joy obscure the sun? Did secret smiles once mold your hopes Where lines of care and dread are ropes That tell of bitter loss instead, The smiles forgotten now and fled? Like me, were you once mesmerized Of blissfilled future, sunny skies, Then saw the storm clouds gather round, Felt the darkness, heard the sound Of lighting charring all your dreams, Each betrayal worse than last it seems? Through heavy days and heavy thoughts, Each step mechanically has brought You to this day where now you live, Those dreams forgotten, for it is That dreams are fairy-castles built And meant to evaporate and wilt. Then, as you held each fragile child, Did ghosts of dreams bring back a smile? Forgotten dreams, once more reborn, To die again before the dawn- Unmourned, unnoticed, as time moved on, Interred within your heart's sad song? Mother dear, oh Mother dear, were we ever young?