Lost Love

Why does she show up anywhere?

I see her here, there, everywhere,

Why do I see her in you, my son?

Is she intent on making fun

Of me, of you, of everyone

In our circle, that lively one?

You know I loved her too much

To leave her alone in the lurch.

But probably she did not comprehend

The depth of my love for her in the end.

Maybe you can convey my love for her

She listens to you alone more than ever,

I pray you, son, I want your mother back

In my arms and home forever and ever.