cheryl davis miller
Mom and Dad
One day 'old Mom and Dad' won't be there
believe me I know what I say.
Seems strange when the first to support you
have suddenly gone away.
When a problem rises or you need to talk.
You'll think, ' I'll go give Mom a call.'
Then your hair stands on end as you realize
you can't talk to Mom after all.
Or when you need a shoulder to cry on
to hear Dad say, 'It'll be all right.'
Then sadly remember, 'now is to late,
Dad's forever gone, from my sight.'
It's frightening to become an orphan
if your twenty or if your fifty-two.
To know Mom and Dad, won't be there
to comfort and look out for you.
So if you're still blessed with Mom and Dad
take time to show them you care.
Cause I tell you there will come a day
when 'old Mom and Dad' won't be there.
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