Lit by Great Auntie Catherine xx 25th September 2013
25 September 10.36pm... One month on!!
My mum and dad tells a lot of lies,
they never did before,
But from now on until they die,
they'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask them how they are,
and because they can't explain.
They will tell a little lie,
because they can't describe the pain.
Ask them how they are and
they'll say "We're alright".
If that's the truth, then tell me
why do they cry each night.
Ask my mum how she is,
she seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see,
nor the strength to yell.
Ask my dad how he is
"I'm fine", "I'm well", "I'm coping"
For god's sake dad, tell the truth
just say your heart is broken.
THEY'll LOVE ME ALL THEIR LIVES
I LOVED THEM ALL OF MINE
but if you ask them how they are,
they'll lie and say their fine.
I am up here in heaven and
I can't hug them from here.
If they lie to you, don't listen
hug them both and hold them near.
On the day we meet again,
we'll smile and I'll be bold
I'll say "you're lucky to get in here mum and dad,
with all the lies you told!"