Who's Going To Miss Me

Who's going to miss me when I have flown away Who's going to miss me when I didn't helped them today, I wonder who that person might truly be When I am missed because I'm not there when they scream, "Help me". Who's going to miss me when I'm not there Who's going to miss me when I'm flying away in the air, And who's going to then think about their needs or whim When I am not there to help or support them. Who's going to miss me when I am gone Who's going to miss me because of my brawn, And when I am not there carrying or moving this or that Who's going to care about where I am at. Who's going to think only about themselves When they have no souvenirs of me on their shelves, And when I am not there to help them along Will I be thought about when they hear my favorite song. Who's going to send me emails and also texts Who's going to tell me of their sadness and regrets, And who's going to wish that they were with me in a foreign land And who's going to wish that they were holding my hand. Who's going to miss me only when my doors are locked And who's going to miss me when their number is blocked, And when I am not there to loan them a dollar I wonder then who's going to be the one to scream or holler. Who's going to miss me when to my home I do return For me who will be the woman with the yearn, And who's going to give me a loving and a caring kiss But, maybe my soul and personality they did not miss. Randy L. McClave