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Friday, July 16, 2010

Mama I Miss You

Mama I sat and looked at you
Wanting to scream
Please remember me
Come back from that
Horrible land of unknowing
Your tears broke my heart
As you looked at me
Not recognizing my face

I couldn’t help you find home again
It was a place in your mind
Where I could not travel
Today was not real to you
You were lost in the past

I didn’t know that September day
Would be the last time
I would hear your voice
Or hold your hand
Feel your arms around me

Mama I miss you
Sometimes I feel like
That little girl
You were searching for
Wanting you to kiss my forehead
And tell me everything will be fine


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