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