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Sins of the MotherI recall when she told me that nighther tears were gems in the candlelightand with a shy and distant smileshe said she was havin' a child come next Julyyeah, that dinner was bittersweetboth of us could barely speakthen winter n spring flew by fastas I watched him through the hospital glasssomethin' in my heart could seethat boy didn't get his baby blues from meno..he got his eyesfrom the sins of the motherone weak night when she held anotherI prayed it wasn't truebut my nightmares knewit was the sins of the motherback then I spent weeks out on that oil rigI didn't think nuthin' cos the pay was bigbut a woman of flesh n boneneeds more to keep her home than old photos on the shelfthough it was somethin' she never saidher sad face was a portrait of regretand I guess I wasn't the kindto hate a boy for not bein' mineI became the best dad I could becos I could see myselfin the sins of the motherone weak night when she held anotherif I was in her shoesI might stand accusedof the sins of the mothernow that boy loves NASCAR just like I doI hardly notice his eyes are bluewe both call him son and raise him with pridesomehow our two wrongs made a rightit took time and heaven for our love to heal now in my wife's kisses I never feelthe sins of the motherone weak night when she held anotherI knew we wouldn't lastif I couldn't get pastthe sins of the mother(c)2006 Robert George