SHE SHAVES HIS FACE, SHE COMBS HIS HAIR,
SHE HELPS HIM FIND HIS ROCKING CHAIR
SHE COOKS HIS MEAL, SHE WIPES HIS MOUTH
AND THE WINDOW THAT HE'S LOOKING OUT
SHE READS HIM BOOKS, SHE SPEAKS HIS NAME, OH EVERYDAY IS MUCH THE
SAME
SHE SIGHS THAT SIGH, FROM DEEP WITHIN ,THE ONE THAT SAYS,SHE MISSES
HIM
SHE MISSES HIS GENTLE TOUCH, AND THE WAY HE USED TO MAKE HER LAUGH
SHE MISSES THE MAN HE WAS, IN ALL OF THOSE OLD PHOTOGRAPHS
SO STRONG, SO KIND, SO SWEET. SO SMART
THE MAN WHO STOLE HER VERY HEART
SHE MISSES HIM
HIS CHILDREN COME ON SATURDAY, THERE AT HIS FEET HIS GRANDKIDS
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IT'S SAD THEY DON'T KNOW HIM AT ALL, HE'S JUST THE ONE THEY CALL
GRANDPA
THEY TAKE OUT HIS TRASH, THEY MOW HIS LAWN, THINGS HE CAN'T DO
SINCE HE'S BEEN GONE, SHE'S GRATEFUL THAT, THEY'RE PITCHING IN
AND LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, SHE MISSES HIM REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
AND YES, THEY'RE STILL TOGETHER, AFTER ALL THESE YEARS
BUT SOMETIMES YOU CAN ALMOST FEEL, THE SADNESS IN HER TEARS
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