Mum

You can’t cry, 
I may not be there, 
But it’s not goodbye.
I know you care, 
And so do I.
But the time has come, 
For me to take to the sky; 
To see what I can do, 
In this world on my own.
But the place where you and Dad lie
Will forever be my true home.
Try not to worry too much, 
I’ll do my best to make you proud, 
And all I can say is: 
I don’t plan to be just another face in the crowd.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Chircop Avatar
December 1, 2009 at 1:44 PM
Im sure you make them proud ,,indeed--Charma
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