Watch the days pass her by,
Wash the tears that she cries.
Live the moments when the angels sing,
A glorious day to meet our Savior and King.
Neath the smiles we hide our pain,
Our great loss is Heaven’s gain.
Home at last. From her earthly torment released,
A deep breath she can take for she has finally found peace.
© Cynthia Clark
Rest in Peace, Mama