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My Dream
What would it be like if I knocked on her door
And she said come on in
I'm just sweeping the floor
Sit down and have coffee
So we can catch up
There's lots of stuff for us to discuss
There's grandkids and birthdays
Recipes to share
Trips to Glen Ivy and so much more
We'd smile and we'd laugh
My dream is always the same
Everything is fine
If I could just turn back time
Mom dosen't know me anymore
She just sits and stares
While I push her around in her big silver chair
I have wonderful memories of days gone by
But I can still dream can't I ?
