MY BABY’S MAD AT ME
She’s mad at me for leaving our home,
She said I had promised to never leave her alone.
But baby, life happens, and when it does,
Gotta take a deep breath and trudge, trudge, trudge.
She cursed at me, the picture in the frame,
She spent nights awake, weeping with the rain.
But baby, no one weeps harder than I up here,
I, who wants nothing more than to dry your tears.
She cried again, kneeling on the grass,
Baby it’s time to move on, what’s past is past.
Just know I held on, I fought, I tried,
I lost but I’m okay, baby dry your eyes.
I know you’re lost and confused and scared,
I know we both thought I would always be there.
But baby you don’t need me to live your life,
I trust you, I know you, you’ll do just fine.
But if you ever need me, know I’ll always be around,
To help you take a step, to help you up from the ground.
So don’t be mad and give me a smile,
I’m still around, and I’ll be staying a while.
Don’t be sad, and always stay strong,
Because baby, I’ve been home all along.
© Jade M. Wong 2016