Mother We Love You
The day I took you to the bus station , and I waved to you.
I didn't realize that would be the last time, I just never knew.
With one post card and a talk on the phone.
At the sound of the tone you were gone.
That was the last time we heard from you at all.
There has been many fall,winter,springs summers and still no calls.
We want you to be happy where ever you are, or with whom you may be.
If you were a child we could find you threw a missing person A.P.B.
But you are grown and with no luck we tried unsolved mystries.
We put out fliers at truck stops and a story on the News 8 series.'
Mother we love you and hold you in our hearts.
The picture of you in our mind is never on stop, but always on start.