Only a bump in the road.
Is that all he was to you, Momma?
Don’t you remember how eager you were
To hold him that very first time.
Is that all there is, Momma?
Was I that way too?
A bump in the road to you?

Life is a road that’s filled with bumps
Of trials and tribulation.
But we all want the time
To get over the humps.
To face the aggravation.
To raise our arms in victory.
To load our own artillery.
To find the way it was meant to be.

Didn’t you want that, too, Momma?
Or was it different for you?