When I was growing up
I knew who you were 
  But what you looked like
I was so unsure
  For years I dreamed 
About your face, your hair
  Mom said you were short
So I would start there
  I'd picture your curls
And that pretty red dress
  In that only picture we have
Of you on the desk
  We used to write letters
Each and every week
  But on the phone
We'd rarely speak
  I'd recieve cards
I'd send you pictures back
  But there was something more
That we lacked
  I had never seen your face
Had never seen your hair
  On those holidays
You were never there
  You have lived 
So far away
 And you still do 
To this very day
 You left before 
I was even born
 So now there's a missing piece 
That has been torn
  My puzzled heart
Is not complete
  So now when I write
It's an empty sheet
  Because I really don't know
Just what to say
  To someone who has stayed
So far away
  Even though I love you
With all of my heart
  I hate that you chose
To stay so far apart
  And even now
After that close call
  A few months ago
When you took that fall
  We want you back
But you won't come
  You give us excuses
Like the hot sun
  Grandma, 
Who I've only met twice
  I still remember 
Your advice
  But if there was one wish
That I don't lack
  Would be the one
To have you back!!