Delay A Day

Delay a day - - - - - - - - My mother my dear In jest and in play My days quietly passing away Seldom do I feel Old and gray So long as you are here Through bad and good Though sometimes The autumn reminds me Her merciless ire As are we her rich treasures And goes jealous When sparkles my mother Like a pearly dew dear In the morn of a summer O! Should not happiness Come more and richer My dear mother Amid your beauties Of verdure and flowers He was seen sobbing over Though many a spring And many an autumn passed Without so much passion bare As it is on today I feel scared and desolate my dear You feel distanced And distressed for Dad As you say So do I feel distanced Being nearest to you my dear When you say I have to go any way Oh! My dear mother Delay and delay a day So that I can sleep In your lap of heaven For heaven is far away…….