Memories Of Mother

On a dark stormy night the angels called mother The love that we shred for such a short while She called us around and told us she's 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 it seems so neglected When the spring season comes 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 children on earth are scattered and gone... --- Memories of Mother - Keith Whitley