By - By

 

When her boy said by by ,

She said , I will always love you ,

Remember your roots ,

Do not get above your raisin 

For you are a southern boy

And my boy to .

She did cry when he said good by .

Her hungry eyes where not dry .

She sang the blues .

Her home is now cold 

And she is truly growing old .

She never complained .

She remembers seeing the backside 

Of her boy .

Now the leaves of fall have fallen 

To the grown 

And she still miss him and his eyes 

And she still sees his eyes every where .

She knows the circle will never be broken 

Between her and her boy .

                                              I Love You All

                                              By Brock