Mama's Eyes
By Jim Stewart c 2007
I can still see her smiling eyes
As She looks through my white lies
And tells me, That's okay.
And I can still hear her joyful sound
As she tell me my ship is bound
To come in one day.
And of all the joyful noises heard
I just wish for one more word from her
Would fill my day.
And as I go through the night
She would be my guiding light
And help me along the way.
And as these twilight hours end
Nothing can bring her back again
But that's okay
It's a brand new day
Edwin
What a loving tribute to your mother. Sometimes we often taken them for granted.
Mary