She struck out on her own
at a late age, my mother
broke out of her self imposed cage
sharing bed and board, relying
on the kindness of strangers
All alone in her head then
surely abandoned except for God
who saved her
She struck out on her own
sturdy stock, my mother
reached back into that stubbornness
that saved her from going mad
from the lonely days and nights
All alone in her head then
surely abandoned except for God
who saved her
She struck out on her own
I have new respect for my mother
who raised me with that independent streak
that saves us on a regular basis
preparing me for what lies ahead
All alone in my head now
not abandoned, for God abounds
and saves me
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