Marie Shine - A Mother Never Forgets

The old nun lay dying on her bed
Many thoughts tip-toed through her head
Of a baby boy, her only child
From her younger days, her life then wild
She gave him up at birth for adoption
Having no choice, her only option
While the Sisters around her chant in solemn prayer
Her eyes are fixed on the ceiling in a magnetic stare
She wonders what became of him
The memory of him, newly born, now dim
Into his basket that morning before they took him away
She placed a gold family ring, to fit him one day
The Priest then came, he held her hand and her heart it did sing
She saw there reflected her gold family ring
So, he'd become a Priest, the thought filled her with joy
Her dear darling son, her own baby boy
She closed her eyes peacefully, her time had now come
So happy to have seen this Priest - her son
The Priest's job was over and he went on his way
He felt at ease now, for the nun he would pray
But he took off the ring, slipped it into his pocket
It was given to him yesterday, by a dying drug addict!

Marie Shine

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