A deserted mom's warning!
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IF I don't return tomorrow;
don't you worry nil for me.
My provider's role has ended,
when no more of me you'll need.
If from work I've not arrived yet,
maybe this was meant to be.
Circumstances might delay me;
duties that I must complete.
Mere suggestions, cause great discourse;
and critiques more so, it seems.
My decisions, boldly questioned;
and my warnings you don't heed.
When my voice greets only echoes;
or my counsel you don't seek.
When my absence isn't noticed.
or my presence goes unseen.
When I'm greeted like a stranger;
once participated goals have ceased.
All my efforts find resistance,
and my actions yield defeat.
If you don't hear me when calling,
and the phone rings endlessly.
There's no point for me in rushing;
My attendance is obsolete.
If my eyes don't see tomorrow,
don't you shed a tear for me.
My earth's dues and debts are paid up;
'Tis why God, now beckons me.
written on: June 1, 2017