Momma’s Song… By Trease Lynne Carpenter (the 3rd daughter and 4th kid of seven… the one in the middle)
I am a writer… that’s what I do,
So, I thought I’d pen this just for you.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song as it rings true.
A child looking out shyly with yellow blond hair
Gently smiling in a flowered dress,
What were you thinking back then?
Did you imagine you’d join the Air Force?
And wear their dress blue uniform,
Observing the weather with balloons and such?
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… what is Momma’s song?
What is Momma’s Song?
You had your dreams as you played the oboe in high school band
And shot hoops as co-captain of the basketball team too.
Milking the cows before and after school, was one of the chores you had to do.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song, so full of promise and yet some woe.
Life moved right along as you married and had your seven kids.
You worked, you wrote, you lived and you loved…
Eventually you grew old, and with the ravages of time,
After Dad died is when the Alzheimer’s disease did unfold.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… how does it now go?
Momma’s Song… How Does it Go?
What goes on now inside of your head? What do you know?
What remains hidden and forgotten as time loops back upon itself?
As this dark disease takes hold and latches onto more, what is left?
Where does it all go and when will it ever end?
This never-ending loop of a nightmare that keeps unfolding.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… as it wraps in and out,
Does it now make any sense? Is it still there?
So far, you are still Momma and you laugh and smile so beautifully.
But the day and the time draw near, when you will start to fade away.
What will be left then? Will you still know us deep down?
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… does it get jumbled now?
Momma’s Song… Will You Cry & Know What it Means?
Will you cry and know what it means? Will you smile and remember?
Or will it all be shut away in the recesses of your once bright mind,
That has now dimmed as the light slowly fades away and goes out.
Will the sparkle in your eyes die too, as it all spirals within?
As it turns into a blank nothingness and nothing but an empty shell,
Stares back, with eyes dulled and the fire is gone out…
Not able to be rekindled and lit… only with the darkness and an endless
Blank staring back out at us, gone forever, blown away on a soft wind.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… who will sing it now?
Momma’s Song… Who Will Sing it Now?
How will the melody sound, and where are the words and the music?
Do you hear your song and can you sing the words to it still?
Or has the song faded away slowly, never to be sung again by your lips,
Or even remembered? Or is all to be forgotten, never to see the light?
Where does the light go… where does it fade to? Does anyone know?
Momma’s song, Momma’s song, why do I cry as the words come to me?
Momma’s Song… Where Will it End & Will You Still Know?
Where will it end and will you still know us and love us down deep?
Momma’s song is so pretty and full of joy and a bit of sadness
As I write it out to you and to those who know and love you.
Momma’s song wrapped up her kids, the grands and the great-grands,
Wrapped us up close to her, in her love and joy she held in her heart.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… oh why does this hurt you and us?
Even so, when one day it will grow totally dim and be gone from you,
It will still be held in our hearts as we let you go and as the tears fall.
It will forever sing itself in our minds and we will hear its tune.
Momma’s song, Momma’s song… the lights might go out one day soon,
But the band still plays on, with the joy and the beauty of Momma’s song.
Trease Lynne Carpenter (7-13-2017)