Thick and deep brown mud
Cling to their boots as they give the news
Why is it always the Mothers
That want to refuse
Can’t handle the truth
Can’t handle the facts
Wants to see proof
And walk her last tracks
But instead Mom is held
Back by more than her grief
She thought this day
Might bring some relief
But instead all they have
Now is just this pain
And thus discard one
For another thick chain
They just wanted her safe
They just wanted her home
Didn’t know she would die
In those woods all alone
So they live with this grief
Although soon they will part
Father and Mother
That girl was their heart