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I've always been one to stand and wave goodbye When a loved one leaves my home Stand and wave and watch till they are out of sight It's just something I've always done Like when mom and dad came to visit I think it was in the spring When the temperature was starting to warm And the birds were beginning to sing We would gather around the supper table I'd get my Moma to laughing at me Then she'd look outside and say "It's getting dark" Then tell dad it's time to leave I'd walk them both out to their car Moma always had a few last words to say I'd hug and kiss her tender cheek Then I'd stand and wave as they drove away I'd stand there and wave goodbye Till mom and dad were out of sight I only wish I could remember though The date that marked that night Moma always waved right back Till in the distance behind she could no longer see I waved goodbye see you soon And Moma waved the same to me That day I never thought that never again Would Moma visit my home on a spring time day I never knew that would be the last time I waved Goodbye as they drove away Moma if you can hear look down from heaven See me as I wave It's not a wave goodbye but see you soon For I to am on my way. RLB Recalling the last time my mother came to my house to visit. Someday we will never again wave goodbye. Love you Moma .
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 7:22 AM UTC
Waving, See You Soon
I've always been one to stand and wave goodbye When a loved one leaves my home Stand and wave and watch till they are out of sight It's just something I've always done Like when mom and dad came to visit I think it was in the spring When the temperature was starting to warm And the birds were beginning to sing We would gather around the supper table I'd get my Moma to laughing at me Then she'd look outside and say "It's getting dark" Then tell dad it's time to leave I'd walk them both out to their car Moma always had a few last words to say I'd hug and kiss her tender cheek Then I'd stand and wave as they drove away I'd stand there and wave goodbye Till mom and dad were out of sight I only wish I could remember though The date that marked that night Moma always waved right back Till in the distance behind she could no longer see I waved goodbye see you soon And Moma waved the same to me That day I never thought that never again Would Moma visit my home on a spring time day I never knew that would be the last time I waved Goodbye as they drove away Moma if you can hear look down from heaven See me as I wave It's not a wave goodbye but see you soon For I to am on my way. RLB Recalling the last time my mother came to my house to visit. Someday we will never again wave goodbye. Love you Moma .
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robert-blankenship
American
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 7:22 AM UTC
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