Waiting
You missed nine of my birthdays; I couldn't even get a phone call
You missed all the opportunities to tell me how I've gotten so tall
You weren't there for me when I needed you and I hated you for that
Cause all this time you missed you can't get it back
When I was out there struggling trying to figure myself out
You were suppose to be the one to come in and remove all of the doubt
I'm graduating this year but let me guess you can't come
Why should I expect this time to be different from all the other ones
But it seems I need you more the older I get
I know there is a place in my heart you could fit.
Do you see how this is affecting me, how much I hurt.
But you not here to dry my tears so they fall upon my shirt
So I ask you this question and for the answer I'll wait and see
Grandma when I get to heaven will you save a seat for me.
Copyright © Danielle Spiller | Year Posted 2008
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