I got up this morning and wanted to talk.
But things are not the same.
For me to see you now, is going to take more than a 15-minute walk
Or simply picking up the phone and calling your name.
Things have changed a lot since you departed from this old earth
Your grandson is still loaded with all that potential that I was given at birth.
But life has thrown me a few curves
And its stresses have worn on my nerves
Some of the things I’ve done are tearing the family apart.
But on august 28th I get a fresh start
When you left me I cried like the infant you once held
And I wondered how science with all its advances had failed
To keep you here with me
Since you left all I’ve known is misery.
You never had a chance to see your first great grandchild
And now I have another son as a result of being wild.
I looked at the family picture today and I almost lost it when I didn’t see your face.
I can remember when we would gather for Thanksgiving dinner at your place.
Bobby comes to town more now that aunt Ernestine is gone
And grandma planted some grass where Sampson had worn out the lawn.
I got up this morning and just wanted to talk
I wanted to tell you how much I miss you.
