daddy please come home

i wonder daddy if you'll ever come home,
mommy sits there all night, holding the phone.
I go to school, and try not to cry,
all these questions, but tell me why.
Why run away when when everyone cried,
Why run away when grandad died.
Mommy she can't even sleep anymore,
she stays up all night, waiting at the door.
We try not to cry when she says it's alright,
knowing that it's been 3 months since you last said goodnight.
We try not to break when she's alright,
when she lying there, squeezing her wedding ring tight.
Today was the day mommy gave in,
all of your pictures piled in the bin,
i try to be strong for my sister and brother,
and mostly for my mother.
I hope the days comes when he finally comes home,
no more wishing, praying, and listening for the phone.