My Mom Is All Around Me
My mom is all around me,
Even though you can't see she's there,
And when it gets quiet and lonely,
You can hear the drip of her tear,
She walks around my bed at night,
And right into my dream,
It's like she's trying to find me,
It's funny I guess it seems,
My mom is all around me,
You just need to know where to look,
And the place to look is not nowhere anyone can see,
Because that place is inside of me.
Copyright © Nicole Moose | Year Posted 2006
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