A day has not gone by when I don't think of you.Do you think I am telling a lie? My Mother, gone too soon.
Oh where are you? Are you singing with the hosts?
Are you walking on streets of gold? Have you met your loved ones? Are you resting by the river? Are you finally at peace?
You are finally Home. A Home that is eternal
In your Savior's arms, no more to roam. Stay sweet with the Lord mama.
One day I will see you again.
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