The Cane

The Cane

by Chuku (Rev. Dr. Joseph W.hama Boayue, Jr)

Yes, you provided the Cane for me
When I could not Walk the Roads of Life
Yes, You Provided the shoulders for me to cry
Yes, you were the companionship, I Lost,
but found in you
Your Voice I Yearn to hear
Once more, just once
Once and I'll Ask no more
Your touch, your gentle and loving touch,
I yearn to feel once more, just once
Once and I'll ask no more
I feel you my Mother
I sense you all around me
But you are no more as you were once
You're in my voice
You're in the laughter and cries of my children
You're in the Soft winds that blow
the tears of my face
Oh my Dear Mother
Just tell me "Happy Birthday”
once more
Oh, my Dear Mother
Just hug me once more
The pain I bear, I know I must continue to bear
But still do the things, I must do
The Cane you provided me throughout my life is no more
Oh, my true friend
Oh, my confidant
Oh, my laughing companion
Oh, my advisor
Mother to my children
Friend to me
My All in All
The cane was not meant to forever hold me up
It was meant to be for a time and no more
Rest, my love, my mother
Till Jesus brings me to you to enjoy eternal peace as well
Rest my love, my dear mother
I will be strong
For you
For my children and grandchildren
For my family, your family
I will walk, stumble and sometimes fall without that cane you give
But God and Jesus will help me walk
Rest my love, my Dear Mother, just Rest
Now I walk without my cane