My mother
Once said…
My son, my prince
Go out and do good
Never fear
I’m always here
Lilacs in the air
As you stare
In remembrance
Think of me
The times of yesteryear
Bright and shimmering

Lilacs you brought me
Even though perhaps
You acquired them
Never thought
Less of you
My youngest
My oddest…
The one I always believed

Now go out and shine
Hush those voices
Let them silence
I’m your passenger
I sit by your side
Settled in for the ride

Lilacs you brought me
Even though perhaps
You acquired them
Never thought Less of you
My youngest
My oddest…
The one I always believed
Now go out and shine…