I Want To Talk To You Poem by Troy Brown

I Want To Talk To You



M’my, as she was affectionately called by me
Never lent a deafening ear,
But now my cries, my calls, my sighs, my shouts
My God, she cannot hear

In my dull days and my nervous nights,
I pray to God that she were here
To listen to my anxious and weeping heart,
And to offer a motherly cheer

I dialled her number many times since then
But never heard her voice,
What must I do? I want to talk to you
My mother, you are the best choice

“God is in charge and all is well”
Are the last words I heard her say
Your stubborn love for Christ and your faithfulness
Are my lesson books, to this day.

I want to talk to you, dear mother
You have been more, than a mom to me
That day will soon return, I remembered
Just be faithful through eternity.

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