Friday, April 11, 2014

Missed Moments

            It scares me to think
            There’ll come a day,
            When you'll grow up
            And move away.
            You'll leave and I may
            Never see, all the things
            I know you'll be
            The happy times
            You’ll have, oh where.
            To think I won't be
            There to share.
            Thinking I won't be around
            When the sad times
            Get you down.
            I won't be there
            To help you through
            To watch in all you do.
            I guess it will have to
            Be enough to know
            I love you so.
            And if you ever need me
            I'm always here, you know.


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