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Because you were busy I got no birthday card It's not the first time so I won't take it hard Because you were busy I was alone Mother's Day But I know you have so much to do anyway Because you were busy I stayed home alone You didn't have time to pick up the phone I know life is crazy and you just have a minute But does even one thought in your head have me in it? I'm getting older and I'm scared that I'm sick But I'd sure like a visit, no matter how quick Because you were busy those hours have passed You're beginning to realize how you've put me last But time is a runaway train on a track And it's something that we never, ever get back Now you remember to bring me bouquets And you always visit on bright, sunny days You talk to me and I wish I could reply But listening's all you can do when you die I hope that you somehow know I understand My leaving was something that you never planned And I hear as you whisper while I lie in the ground... "I am so sorry, Mom, that I wasn't around".
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
Because You Were Busy
Because you were busy I got no birthday card It's not the first time so I won't take it hard Because you were busy I was alone Mother's Day But I know you have so much to do anyway Because you were busy I stayed home alone You didn't have time to pick up the phone I know life is crazy and you just have a minute But does even one thought in your head have me in it? I'm getting older and I'm scared that I'm sick But I'd sure like a visit, no matter how quick Because you were busy those hours have passed You're beginning to realize how you've put me last But time is a runaway train on a track And it's something that we never, ever get back Now you remember to bring me bouquets And you always visit on bright, sunny days You talk to me and I wish I could reply But listening's all you can do when you die I hope that you somehow know I understand My leaving was something that you never planned And I hear as you whisper while I lie in the ground... "I am so sorry, Mom, that I wasn't around".
cynthia-thompson6y
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
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