A family of no wealth,
No money can ever last
A woman with defective health
A lady with wrinkles from years past
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Through the dark,
Through the tears,
It was time to face the truth.
And confront the mother's worst fears.
She didn't shake,
Her love grew stronger,
But part of her wasn't awake
She knew she wouldn't live for much longer
The old lady told her son,
It is dark, watch your step,
It is cold, keep yourself warm
And so, what was done was done
The lady smiled
As she watched her son descend,
There she sat, alone in the wild,
Waiting for her end
There's an old lady on a hill,
Waiting for her death,
There's an old lady on a hill,
A body is all that is left.
Son and mother,
Too poor for food,
They lived with only each other,
From that, came gratitude
On the edge of starvation,
The son made a choice
At night, his mother would be taken
Leaving him drained of all joy
He planned to leave her on a hill,
Even if it was against his will,
Pitch black night,
She knew