MOTHER, DEAR MOTHER
Mother, help me please, I’m cold and hurt and bleeding,
I’m all alone and lost. Please take me home dear Mother.
It’s getting dark; I’m in trouble now.
I’m sorry Mother; I will eat my supper and go to bed.
It’s hurting a lot dear Mother.
Don’t tell Father, he will be mad,
My trousers are ripped and my head is bleeding,
Please sing me a lullaby; I’m your baby boy dear Mother.
My eyes are open but I cannot see,
Why do you leave me here to cry? I love you Mother.
The pain is so bad I cannot breathe.
Please bathe my wounds and make it go dear Mother.
I hear you Mother – I knew you would come.
Please dry my tears. I love you so dear Mother.
“Sergeant, you’ve missed a body over here; bag it and tag it.”
©Copyright April 2002 by Tony McNally