Seems like I have waited my whole life on ‘maybe’
When I was a little kid it was ‘maybe’ I’ll get to play outside
And not have to do chores
As I got older ‘maybe’ that boy in my class will finally like me
As a teenager I had ugly teeth but thought ‘maybe’
I could get braces
When I became grown ‘maybe’ was my wishing well of hopes
‘maybe’ I’ll fall in love and someone will love me too
‘maybe’ I’ll have two or three kids to raise and enjoy
After I was grown it was marriage and sitting up a home
It was three kids whom I adore
The job of ‘maybe’ I’ll get this bill paid before
They ‘maybe’ turn my water off
Becoming a debt dancer to other ‘maybe’
But doable in time
It wasn’t a ‘maybe’ if I was loved
Because I was so blessed
‘maybe’ I was a good Mom
You would have to ask my three kids
‘maybe’ I’ll be a neat ole lady in my dotage
Then again ‘maybe’ not.
We will see, ‘maybe’.