“Mom, I Miss You: Wishing You Were Here”
I know, dear, your birthday is here;
I’m so sorry, sweetie, I just can’t be near.
Many years ago, the Lord called me home;
I’m sorry, dear, you’ll need to celebrate alone.
The good Lord is caring for me just fine;
I see he is doing well for you also, in your time.
You look beautiful from my point of view;
Sometimes I get lonely thinking about you.
When I look upon what our past was at one time;
You smile like a beautiful, new church bell chime.
Knowing how you loved those bells as they rang;
And how our voices, blended with the songs we sang.
I miss those times with you; being together;
We weathered the toughest weather.
Then I left you unexpectedly all alone;
Oh, birthday girl, I wish I were home.
I’d like just one more day to hold you in my arms;
Smother you with motherly charms.
I’m so very sorry, my dear, loving child;
Chin up; I want to see your smile.
As your birthday, ends;
Remember the love I send.
One day we will be together, forever more.
Because the good Lord will someday open your door.

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