My Brother

by adaylate   Dec 21, 2007


Mom,
I can't come home for christmas,
But I'll see you in a few months.
Tell her I love her,
I'll write you a letter,
And I'll call you later.
Just calling to say hi, Mom,
I guess you're busy right now,
Nothing's new over here...
I'll call again soon,
I love you.

I'm sorry I didn't pick up the phone that day
When I thought it wasn't anyone important.
I'm sorry that I don't have
Too much to tell you when you call.
I'm sorry it seems like I never want to talk,
I'm sorry that I struggle to say
"I love you."
"I miss you."
"I'm so proud of you."
Because I really do,
And I really am.

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