Mama’s (Aaron) — Ch. 71

Chapter 71 of It’s Impossible, sung by Aaron. Hear the full song free; download it for $1.

Description

From Chapter 71, “Mama’s,” of It’s Impossible by J H McIntosh — Act III: Trust and Letting Go.

"You said one word, soft as a prayer, I almost missed it hanging there." Belle said "Mama's” and Aaron thought she was talking about how a mother's love endures forever, but she was just hungry and felt like a pizza from Mama's. It caused him to recall a conversation he and Belle had weeks earlier when she told him he should know without her saying so just what she feels for him. The song offers a quiet, tender reminder of the gentle ways love can endure quietly and faithfully, nourishing hearts even when it’s barely voiced. Let this song be a soft space to feel seen and heard.

Lyrics

You said one word, soft as a prayer,
I almost missed it hanging there.
Just one small sound, no plea, no claim,
But my heart heard more than a name.

You didn’t ask, you never do,
You trim your needs till they fit you.
No explanation, no display,
Just “Mama’s” said and turned away.

Maybe love don’t need to know why,
Maybe it listens, doesn’t pry.
Maybe it hears what’s barely said,
And answers joy instead of dread.

If one word’s all you’re brave enough to give,
I’ll be the one who learns to live.

Someone else was standing near,
Some things aren’t meant for public ears.
Or maybe asking costs too much,
Even hunger fears the touch.

But I would cross the longest mile,
For something small that makes you smile.
A simple run, a box of grace,
Just to bring joy back to your face.

I don’t need reasons, I don’t need proof,
I just need ears tuned to your truth.
If your heart whispers, I’ll stay still,
Learning the sound of your will.

You don’t owe me clarity,
Just let me hear you honestly.

I’ve given you my inside voice,
Every thought, a conscious choice.
If you know me more than most,
It’s because I opened doors I closed.

Love doesn’t fade when unreturned,
It isn’t lost, it isn’t burned.
If it’s never placed in my hands,
It still exists. because it can.

So say one word or say no more,
I’ll be listening like before.
And if heaven hears me from above,
Mama knows her boy learned love.