My Time To Shine
Running barefoot through the open field
No worries, enjoying what the day will yield
Free spirit, given free reign to roam the town
Sun up to sun down, laughter all around
Dreading Mom's dinner bell, such a sad sound
Knowing the day was over and we had to settle down
Mom was a special lady, such compassion and care
Whenever something was wrong, she was always there
She was a mother, doctor, taxi, chef, she deserves applause
Looking back, I didn't realize how good it really was
Nurturing us from the time we were so were small
Just kids, wild and carefree, Mom took care of it all
The times have changed, we are off on our own
No longer able to do life's daily chores all alone
Mom needs nuturing as she is now on the decline
Time to give a helping hand, time to shine
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014
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