Where are you now
I asked softly
Can you feel my sorrow
You left too soon
Before I was ready
Never to see tomorrow
I should have called
Of that I’m sure
Unspoken words faded away
Sons often forget
To call their mothers
Forgiveness lost this day
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| 575. This Day Where are you now I asked softly Can you feel my sorrow You left too soon Before I was ready Never to see tomorrow I should have called Of that I’m sure Unspoken words faded away Sons often forget To call their mothers Forgiveness lost this day |
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