Mama I'm coming home

She stood at the doorway waving goodbye,
supressing every emotion that could make her cry.

I care less for all this cos my bus is on time,
I need to catch it to make another dime.

This time she wonders how long before I'm back,
to be frank I myself don't keep track.

When I reach the house in the alien place,
I wish when the door will open i could see her face.

When i sleep on the pillow,
I dream of her lap and her hand on my brow

She's the most beautiful person on the planet you see,
to make her smile is the only mission for me.

When i reach home i always get the biggest dream,
to eat the best cake covered with cream.

Her cooking is of no match for any dame,
I'm sure the manna from heaven must taste the same.

I sit around and share my problems with her,
but she always has an answer for my every bother

Her touch is the cure of every sickness,
and calms my heart when it is restless.

And still the day comes when i have to go,
yet she will ready my bags and me from head to toe.

And then she will weep and be sad for days to come,
until a day when the phone whistles a silent humm.

With my voice saying for something she waited for so long,
Her face brightens like she's going to sing a song

She's waited for this day too long you know,
She waited to hear the words "Mama, I'm coming home!"