Cover my eyes Cover my ears tell me this is a lie my mama getting older it a lot on my shoulders as I walk close by her side her hair turn gray but she still fun in lots of ways
Cover my eyes Cover my ears tell me this is a lie her walk a little off but her skin still feel so soft and she still got that sparkle in her eyes,
Cover my eyes Cover my ears tell me this is a lie as I lay down and to sleep I pray my mama safe God will keep as the years seem to go flying by,
Cover my eyes Cover my ears tell me this is a lie that as I am growing older I seem to be growing bolder our mothers need us now more than ever so from her I don't want to hear I am getting older my dear,
Cover my eyes Cover my eyes tell me this is a lie
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Posted: Aug 2013
About this poem:
I have been very busy taking care of my mom. And one day I just thought wow she acting so old and it seem sometimes like it not real. So I would like to cover my eyes and my ears but I know I cant stop old age from happening.