Mama, God saw you getting tired
a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around you
and whispered, "Come with Me."
With tearful eyes we watched you
And saw you fade away.
Although we love you dearly Mama,
We could not make you stay.
Your golden heart stopped beating
Your tender hands at rest.
God took you home and proved to us
He only takes the best.
You Are Forever in My Heart Mama
From Pamela
31st May 2012