How Random

Woke up this morning to learn my mom had passed away

Went to bed wondering if everything was gonna be ok

Woke up the next morning bought a ticket for a flight

Sitting in the terminal thinking this can't be right

She wasn't old in terms of a geriatric

Didn't live with ailments where an expected death is climatic

It's as if God drew a name from a hat

Now all of a sudden she wasn't coming back

Entered her house reminiscent smells overwhelm

Jamaican aromas from my childhood compel

Thoughts of our last conversation replayed in my head

Recalling the words we exchanged feelings of dread

While laying in her coffin I apologized for years of tears

The things I put you thru that you brought me thru with care

As turbulent as our relationship wad it was still filled with love

Find comfort knowing your watching me write this piece from Heaven's above