Memories Of Mother

On a dark stormy night the angels called mother

The love that we had shared for such a short while

She called us around and said she was leaving

Then closing her eyes, she went with a smile

Mother's at rest in a lonesome old graveyard

On a hill far away there stands her white tomb

With the grass covered o'er, seems so neglected

When the spring seasons come, sweet flowers will bloom

I'll never forget the love mother gave us

As children we played around our old home

I know her reward is a mansion in heaven

While her children on earth all scattered and gone

Mother's at rest in a lonesome old graveyard

On a hill far away there stands her white tomb

With the grass covered o'er, seems so neglected

When the spring seasons come, sweet flowers will bloom