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Somebody’s Mother
She’s a small, stooped woman sitting in a chair
So quiet no one knows that she even is there
By the window she sits and gazes out at the street
Her shoes have holes and are too big for her feet
But today her mouth breaks into a smile
Her children only live down the road a mile
They’ll come visit today, it’s Mother’s Day
So much to catch up on, so much to say
The resident’s families are coming through the door
With flowers in hand and presents galore
A nice dinner is waiting, they all sit down to eat
But the woman at the window still watches the street
My lips need some lipstick and my hair a good brush
It won’t take long, I won’t have to rush
My family will be here in no time at all
I bet the grandkids have really grown tall
I’ve put on my best dress, it’s really not new
But it’s the best I have, and will have to do
They will probably bring flowers and maybe a card
We can all watch the grandkids play in the yard
As the day turned to night, she still sat in the chair
By the window still watching, she knew they’d be there
They’d burst through the door, say I’m sorry we’re late
Oh Mom, you’re so pretty, you really look great
It was now ten o’clock and getting quite late
She still wasn’t sleepy, she’d sit up and wait
Maybe they had car trouble or stopped to eat
Seeing them all would sure be a treat
The nurse came to the window, said it’s bedtime my dear
I’d almost forgotten that you were still here
So she got into bed and turned out the light
Nurse, please wake me, my family’s coming tonight.
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