(In Memory of all Fathers and Mothers whose children have forgotten them)
Where are you Children?
I feel so sad and alone.
No one comes to call or telephones.
I sit here day in and day out in my old rocking chair.
Doesn't anyone care.
I know I am old and my life I have lived.
But I still have a lot to give.
you son? Where are you daughter?
Where have I faltered?
I have given you life and given you love,
And tried to give
you everything I could think of.
But I failed somewhere along the line.
Because now none of you have the time.
you not pick up the phone?
And help me feel not so alone?
It really doesn't cost that much,
To keep in touch.
Lord, You are very near,
Yes Lord I hear,
You are calling me home
No more will I roam.
bad you couldn't call
BUT GOD DID
Now I am truly HOME.
written by Dorothy Glinski
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