Does anyone really care?
My son has been gone for 12 years,
I wounder if anyone still cares,
knowing it is not the first thought between their ears,
I just know i have not seen him in years,
There are days when i break in tears,
Just woundering if anyone still cares,
Won't see him till i am up there,
Soaring around in the high air,
Just to sit and talk,
Maybe even touch his hair,
Still woundering if anyone cared.
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