Wednesday, August 15, 2007


Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins

Silently closing her bedroom door

Leaving the note that she hoped would say more

She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her handkerchief

Quietly turning the backdoor key

Stepping outside she is free.

She (We gave her most of our lives)is leaving

(Sacrificed most of our lives)home

(We gave her everything money could buy)

She's leaving home after living alone.

For so many years.

Bye, bye


Father snores as his wife gets into her

dressing gown

Picks up the letter that's lying there

Standing alone at the top of the stairs

She breaks down and cries to her husband

Daddy our baby's gone.

Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly

How could she do this to me.

She (We never thought of ourselves)is leaving

(Never a thought for ourselves)home

(We struggled hard all our lives to get by)

She's leaving home after living alone

For so many years.

Bye, bye


Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away

Waiting to keep the appointment she made

Meeting a man from the motor trade.

What did we do that was wrong is having

We didn't know it was wrong fun

Fun is the one thing that money can't buy

Something inside that was always denied

For so many years. Bye, bye

She's leaving home. Bye, bye

1 comment:

karlene's mom said...

wow.
Hard for me to think about now... Mine is only 2 1/2 now, but 18 will be here in a blink...

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