In twenty years what would you like to tell someone that you can't say now? Why does time sometimes make it easier? 20 Years Late (From a Friend's FaceBook).

Hey mom I know that it's late, hope I didn't wake you Yeah, everything is O.K., just needed to talk to you Today I had one of those days But I didn't call to complain Just to say everything that I didn't for all of those years You were a taxicab driver, a nurse and a maid A waitress, a cook and a shoulder to lay My head on to cry on, when nothing was going my way You knew every answer without cracking a book And I took for granted that I had it so good And I'm sorry it's taken me so long to say Thank you I love you Twenty years late

It's funny how time passing by can change your perspective A little while out on your own can sure make you think I don't know how you did it No I can't find one spare minute The days run together but I don't remember you Ever letting us down

You were the judge and the jury when I did wrong Been my biggest fan from my very first song The gas in the engine that always kept me moving on A seamstress a counselor and the one referee That could cold stop a fight between my brothers and me And I'm sorry it's taken me so long to say Thank you I love you Twenty years late

I'll let you go now But I hope that you know now how I feel Thank you for making me the woman I've become I love you and I will always be your daughter Mom that's all I called to say 20 years late...