As my mother lie dying. I knew it was an ending. I knew that my sister
and I would now be the next generation. As I looked deep into the sweet brown eyes
I had always known, I said my goodbyes. Mommy I love you. I have always love you.
Taking her hand in mine I tried to reach her. But her eyes were focused elsewhere.
She knew me not. Perhaps she saw her savior. Perhaps she saw my father. I climbed into bed with her. Holding her tight. Telling her it was all right to go. And she left me.
gone to her reward
carried on sweet angels wings
to sit with her Lord