Mama's Song

The little choir begins to sing,
The organ plays along.
Precious memories flood my soul
As I listen to their song.

Those songs they sing take me back
Across the years to when
Those sacred hymns were started up
And we'd all join right in.

I'd sit beside my mama
And she'd hold my hand and sing.
I'd harmonize with her
As we sang, "Under His Wing".

And as I think about it now,
The tears always begin to flow,
Cause Mama's gone and so's her song,
Oh I'm going to miss her so.

As they lower my dear mama's body
Slowly to the sod,
I know she sings her hymns right now
With the angels of our God.

Copyright Daphne Harrington 1998