Moments 2

I could have done better For my mother and my dad But I thought they were content With everything they had I could have helped with prescriptions Took them for a dinner or two But I had my own family Just had too much to do I guess, now that I think of it They were both ill for a while But dad, he never complained And mom, lay in bed with a smile Two proud parents, I remember That gave love throughout the years Often bring us laughter And sometimes, bring us tears I know I could have done better Don't let these words be history Read this poem and think of me