Working Hard
Never work hard and miss the special moments.
Be visible in your kids' lives, or it will be a torment.
You will miss out on all their adventures and dreams
Because you're out there in life doing other things.
So take a timeout to look and stare.
Make the most of the opportunity without missing a glare.
Because the special moments will be gone so quick.
Your child is grown now, all married with kids.
Now you're all alone, waiting for them to visit,
For them to tell you, "I'm going to have to miss it."
Sadness on your face with no one in sight,
You go to bed feeling lonely, with no one to say goodnight.
You lay in bed with that anguished feeling.
Where did the time go? There is no healing.
Your heart begins to beat fast in tearful fright.
There's no one left, so you turn off your light.
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