Mommy when you come home late
I want to talk, my day was great
Seems your mind’s too full to play
Maybe on another day

I’m getting big, I’m not so small
But not too big for you at all
My arms around your neck I’ll throw
Because I need you near me so

I’ll grow up soon and I’ll be gone
The mem’ries of my childhood; fond
Will you be glad you sat with me?
Or regret you didn’t work past 3?

Some moms must work and that’s okay
Life just turns out that certain way
But don’t forget to show your love
To me, your child, come push or shove

No matter what the hours are
You really aren’t that very far
Listen, love, that’s your main task
Be there for me, that’s all I ask