the day he was born

why are we living to die?
when we should be dying to live
there is no much pain in her eyes
that her tears have flooded the world
the world that she created
he never wanted the child
and when he was born
that's when he ran away
why did he leave her side?
can't he see death upon her eyes?
which once held the moon
until the minute he was left, was it too soon?
he could of waited at least until noon
but his heart was covered with sin
while she takes her child to play in the sand
waiting for that one day, he would grow up to be a true man
praying he doesn't follow in the father's foot steps
the day he was born, mother's heart was torn
Daddy swore that he never leave
but like autumn his leaves were changing colors
now Mother lies awake at night
holding her baby boy tight
she wonders what she could of done right
but she can't picture a life without her son
she needs him, just like plants need the sun
yesterday she died, today she was reborned
she was once a young stupid girl
now with age, her beauty starts to fade
but today the flower blossoms into a beautiful rose
she has grown up and now a wonderful mother
one who could never picture a life without her son