I talked to my Mom and told her I loved her,
talked to my Dad, and told him the same.
The distance so hard, the time is too short,
The phone is our only resort.
I talked to my Sister, and told her I missed her
But that Florida was too far away.
The phone hugs my ear, as I strain to hear
voices from over the sea.
The first child I raised, now so far away
was telling me of his news.
His voice was excited, he was oh so delighted
Thanksgiving Day could never hold more,.
A close family of three, living in Berlin, Germany
Was now a family of four.
He expressed his joy, it was not a boy
he has one of those already.
Baby boys are fine, I love all of mine,
but baby girls keep a mans heart steady.
I sit in my chair, close my eyes and see
the people who mean so much to me.
The phone rings again, it's a long lost friend
wishing her best to me.
Where have you been? I ask my friend,
I've not seen you around anymore.
I think of you too, I told her true,
and dished up more wine and turkey.
Voices in my head as I aim for the bed
and turn out the light for the night.
I want to be lonely, I wish I could be
someplace other than here.
Yet somehow I know, right here in the snow,
is just where I'm supposed to be.
My heart longs to hold those that I've told
just how much I love them.
It's Thanksgiving Day and I just want to say,
How grateful I am for the gift.
For things that aren't things
and the songs that I sing
and the time
on the
telephone.
Hey....everyone else is doing it....I can't help it if it comes off like a 12 year old's.....this is why I do not write songs. lol
Stay Tuned
I do.
Tunes
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