well placed kiss

Blew was this kiss . It whispered past your lips.

To land on the salty taste of sadness rolling down your cheek .

Oh woe is me , woe is me , woe is me.

Some might say it missed . But it didn't,

Because this kiss ,wasn't meant for pleasure.

But to try to ease your pain .

Woe is me , woe is me , woe is me.

I know its not easy , losing somebody you love.

Especially when its your mother.

Woe is me, woe is me.

At a time in your life when you so sorely need her.

Oh woe is me , woe is me, woe is me.