words and music by Bill Pere

Mother dear,
I'm glad to hear that you're feeling well,
There's nothing new here to tell.
The falling leaves mark another year,
And my ragged sleeves have caught another tear
That Catherine's cried on my shoulder since her mother has gone
But we're really both fine and we're both gettin' along...

Dearest Son,
I know someone like you
Can do the job that you must do.
To raise a girl without a mother there
While you must also work to earn the fare
Is perhaps life's most demanding task,
But if you show her you love her, she'll grow to be all you could ask...

Catherine Dear,
Seems I just turned around;
Suddenly my little girl is college bound.
How was your first day?
How do you like being away from home?
Now I'm here all alone
I hope you'll write me a letter soon...

Father Dear,
Wipe your wrinkles away,
Everything's fine and I just want to say
Though I'm here on my own where you can't watch over me,
I'll never be alone because I'll never forget you love me...

Catherine Dear,
It's getting late, and tomorrow's the day you graduate.
I guess we both made it through with a little help from above
The school gave you the money, I just gave you the love
And though the stamp on this letter costs a few cents more
You're the only thing I've got that's really worth living' for, so I'll pay

Father Dear,
Wish I could be at your side;
I know how hard it must be for you since Grandma died.
I guess my job is okay...They have me doing little things.
I made a few mistakes but it's only my third day.
And you remember that boy that I wrote you about?
He called me last Thursday, he asked if I'd like to go out...

Dear Grandpa,
How are you today?
Momma told me to write but I don't know what to say...
I heard her talking to Dad before I went out to play,
She says she hopes I'll be like you some day...

Bill Pere. All Rights Reserved




"If a man tried to take his time on earth and prove before he died what one man's life could be worth,  I wonder what would happen to this world?"  --- Harry Chapin