I know not where I\'m going
but I know just where I\'ve been
the road ahead not knowing
future can\'t be seen
a heart that beats is a heart alive
i\'m grateful to have mine
eyes that see the good in others
a soul that’s pure and kind
a poetess without a mother
she lost along the way
a thing that is worth knowing
they did not get to say
things that were important
things within their hearts
things of grace and gratitude
time played its wicked part
so now a poetess is lost
at least sometimes she feels
guilt of never knowing
her mums last words...
she\'ll never heal.