This day is almost over, Mama
But I can't fail to say
While you sing at Jesus's feet
Have a Happy Mother's Day
As a child I never understood
All the sarafice's you made
And all the debts I owed to you
You marked them already paid
As a child I watched you
Sometimes you didn't know
I saw how hard you worked
Making clothes we'd soon outgrow
I'd watch you cleaning clothes
Outside on and old washboard
The luxuries others had in life
We never could afford
You made it look so easy
Raising eight kids on little pay
All the worries fell on you, Mama
While all I did was play
I wish I could have understood
All the burdens you had to bear
I'd have let you know, dear Mama
Just how much your daughter cared
What I'm trying to say, dear Mama
Is a heartfelt THANK YOU
For all your hard work in life
For all the wonderful things you'd do
Every day that passes by
I just miss you that much more
Mama, when its my turn to go
I'll see you standing by the golden door
Till that day comes I'll think of you
And I'm sure from all your kids I'll say
Be happy wrapped in Jesus's arms
We love you, and Happy Mother's Day
+Linda Hill 2012
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Blessings,
Christine
This must be her high school graduation picture. We all had to wear the "drape" for our pictures in those days. How different from today's grad pictures!
Connie
My mother is there too, I am sure they will visit :)
Love and Light
Lily
Ron
A very well written memorial to your mother, I am sure she is smiling.
Budd
(((HUGS))) and prayers~!
As always, your Texas friend, Karen Lynn. :D X0X0X0X0
Joy L. Hale