Sunday, April 26, 2009

Philasande

Baby girl, my little girl--
I fear you'll never really be mine.
Baby girl, my little girl--
I've left you alone for all of this time.
I could make up excuses, but babe
It could have been.
If I'd tried hard enough, I could have come
To see you again.
Baby girl, my little girl--
They say you never laughed at all.
Baby girl, my little girl--
I hope you still sing
The way I recall.
I might have made a difference, I think--
Do you remember me?
I wonder if you ever, just briefly
Maybe see my face in dreams.
Baby girl, my little girl--
Six years old and not getting younger.
Baby girl my little girl--
Wanting to see you, like a burning hunger.
I'll find my way back to you, babe
If it's the last thing I do.
You gave me life, humming and smiling
And I'm ever grateful to you.

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