MAMA...MY ANGEL

I love to write about angels,
soaring above the skies.
Wings of magnificent beauty,
soaring so very high.

I think of all the beauty,
they must have inside.
When I think of angels today,
I think of my mom, who went away.

Just how beautiful, she must be,
Oh, for her I long to see.
Just one glimpse of her today,
but then, I'd never want her to go away.

God knows whats best for me,
I guess that why, I will not see.
My mother, the angel I miss,
oh how I long, for just one kiss.

So mama soar so very high,
in the heavens, you can fly.
As a beautiful angel I see,
me with you, one day to be.

Copyrights:JoyceWilbanksIvy©2004


MAMA WE ALL MISS YOU SO MUCH...