You all probably miss someone
If it is your dad or your mom
There is someone I surely long
So this is my poem and not my song
She moved to another country long ago
Oh! How I miss her so
She always read me stories and told me how to knit
Oh all the things I could just think about while I sit
She boggled my mind
She made me go blind
Of course I couldn’t see
Because in my sleep she came to be