Mothers Cry

Day and night I set here all alone, looking out the window and waiting by the phone. I pick up the telephone it's more bad news. As soon as I get a bill paid another one is due. I wait patiently for someone to stop by. When none shows up I breakdown and cry. I just want one of my children to say, "Hi mom, how are you feeling today?" Is it me or have I done something wrong? Is this the reason that all my children stay gone? What's it going to take to make them realize. That they are the reason for these tears in my eyes. It cuts deep like a knife stuck inside my heart. That we all have grown so far and apart.