♥My Mother♥

Mothers Never Die-- They Just Keep House in the Sky
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 teaches us truth
And lays life's foundations in the days of our youth...
And then it's time for us to leave home
But her teachings go with us wherever we roam,
For all that she has taught us and all that we did
We were so often just a "bad little kid"
When we will often remember and then relize
That mothers are special and wounderfully wise...
And as she grows older and we look back with love
Knowing that mothers are "Gifts from above"
And when she "goes home" to receive her reward
She will dwell in God's Kingdom and "keep house for the Lord"
Where she 'll "light up" the stars through the night
And keep the moonbeams "sparkeling and bright"
And then with the dawn she will put the darkness away
As she "Scours" the sun to new brillance each day...
So dry tears of sorrow, for mothers don't die--
They just move in with God and "keep house in the sky"
And there in God's Kingdom, mother watches from above
To welcome their children with undying love
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In Loving Memory of my mother
Annabell Marie Tracy Bevill