“It’s For the Best”
Dear Mother, or should I be so bold as to call you Mother,
When you never got to hold me in your arms.
Sweet little one, you gave your heart away.
So long ago, you didn’t know,
They said it was the only way…
Dear mother, did you cry that night?
Tell me mother, did you try to fight them when they said,
This is the way it’s got to be,
Just turn it loose and set it free,
Time will heal the pain you feel inside.
But here it is inside you know it well
The memories they haunt you still
A tiny part of your heart reserved
for a little one who never heard
How much you loved, how much you care
All of this seems to unfair…
You tell yourself to give it a rest
After all, they said it’s for the best.
Dear mother, my parents raised me well and I love them
I guess it’s just as well that I can’t find you
but I still search, you mean that much to me
It’s for the best they try to say
But that doesn’t make it go away.
So dear mother, I guess you’ll never know
How much I love you
How much I ache to show you that
I’m still the little one you left behind
It’s not too late for us to find each other
Well, at least we could be friends.
And here it is inside I know it well
The truth you know it haunts me still
A tiny part of my heart reserved for the Mother who has never heard,
How much I love, how much I care
All of this seems so unfair…
But I won’t give my search a rest,
After all, I know it’s for the best.
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