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 gra*s 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 gra*s covered o'er, seems so neglected When the spring seasons come, sweet flowers will bloom