Mourning of Life's Past
I remember when I use to party all night long.
Listening and drinking to my favorite song.
How I use to dance and be nothing but free.
And when I cared about no one but just me.
Sometimes I mourn for that part of LIfe.
Before I became a mother and someone's wife.
Yes, I said it and I have no shame.
I was young once before I got a new last name.
No, don't get me wrong.
I love my husband and our marriage is strong.
I love my boys as they are the apples of my eye.
And for them I would surely die.
But sometimes I mourn for that part of my life.
Before I became a mother and someone's wife.