|Birth: ||Nov. 12, 1935|
|Death: ||Oct. 11, 2000|
When we are children, we are happy and gay
And our Mother is young and she laughs as we play.
Then as we grow up, she teacher us truth,
And lays lifes foundation inthe days of our youth.
And then it is time for us to leave home,
But her teachings go with us wherever we roam.
For all that she taught us and all that we did
When we were so often just a bad little kid.
Well will often remember and then realize,
That Mother are Special and Wonderfully Wise.
And as she grows older, we look back with love.
Knowing that Mother are gift from above.
And when she goes home to receive her reward
She will dwell in God's Kingdom Kingdom and
keep house for the Lord
Where she'll light up the star that shine
through the night,
And keep all the moonbeams sparkling and bright.
And then with the dawn she'll put the darkness away,
As she scours the sun tonew brillance each day...
So dry tear of sorrow,for, Mother Don't Die-
They just move in with God and keep house in is sky
And there in God's kingdom, Mothe watch from above
To welcome their children with their Undying Love.
Created by: trisha mccoy
Record added: Apr 10, 2008
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