IN MEMORY OF MY PRECIOUS MOTHER--1956
Mother, Dear, I call your name And seem to feel your loving touch, To see the smile upon your face And hear the voice I loved so much. You seem so near, though far away; I feel your love so warm and true And seem again to clasp your hand And walk familiar paths with you. I know you're happy where you are; You always taught me God is love. I'll hold the hand which led you through Until we meet in Heaven above.
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