Am I truly happy?
my mother wants to know.
Am I ever lonely?
she asks, now that shes old.
' Life is great, mom,
things are fine,
they couldn't be any better'
.....as I look away, from her eyes
because the truth could only kill her
John Randal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cause-the-truth-could-kill-her/
