In Safe Hands.

Wallace

Sweet mother of mine.

For you the church bells chime.

In remembrance for your soul.

That is now in a place so righteously whole.

On earth you showed love, patience and care.

For us all your absence is hard to bare.

Sweet mother of mine.

You have crossed over the life after life line.

To greener fields you have now went.

You are now in the care of that heavenly gent.

From our hearts to you we pray.

That together we will be one day.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2017 02:10
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