This is a poem i wrote to me from you. Mom oh mom don't weep for me, your little blond headed girl. For now I am really free, so mom oh mom don't weep for me. If you only knew what I know now do., you would never weep for me. Oh mom don't weep for me ,cause I am finally free. I was lost, hurt beyond repair and Jesus knew I could take no more. So He sent an angel to lead my way home. Oh I wish you could see you would never weep for me. A mother's heart is like our Fathers heart, it's love is everlasting, you need to know how much I love you, remember I am a mother too. My son is left behind, he won't walk down my path, for God has something very special for him or I could not be contened here. Watch him bloom for me, and you will see all the mysterys that will appear. Mom oh mom don't weep for me your little blond headed girl. For I am finally free, so please don't weep for me.