No Mother On "Mother's Day"

What about the child with no Mother on Mothers Day? Every year, a reminder.

You know you called her home way to soon
I was only a child of five
I silently adopted your mother as my own
As I grew older, I became confused
By those who claimed I worshiped idols like pagans did
I didn't care, I needed a mother
All my life there seemed none to spare
I studied geography and learned to think
My adopted mother's son couldn't have been so light pink
It really didn't matter to me, the mother of Jesus had still been tending to me
As a child, I would go to church and cry and pray for me
Our mother would comfort and console me
As a wife, I prayed for the love of my life
As a young mother, I prayed to have life while my children still needed me
As a grandmother, I still pray to let all children have their own mother
And let mothers stay to be there on Mother's Day
You know you called her home way to soon
I was only a child of five