It's time to say goodbye but I don't want to yet
As I look into their eyes I know I must stay but I have to go
The minutes, hours, days, weeks, are now at a end are time is up
Waking up to those sweet kisses, warm hugs
To the little feet running on the floor
The little laughter's that fills the air
Those sweet little moments of questions
The late night t.v.
Morin belly rubs over coffee
As I stand at that door and the eyes begin to fill with tears I laugh to keep from crying
I sit in the car looking out the window hoping they would come
I make my way to the bus my seat and there it goes
As the bus leave my tears do the same
They fall all over me the seat and all I can do is look out the window hoping they will come

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