When you lose your Mother
You lose a connection to Heaven.
Why did my mother pray for me?
What was it that made her believe?
That such a child could find his way
To be a better person each day
To grow and be a man so strong
To think of others and right wrong
To love the Lord just like she
Because my mother loved me
She did without so I could have more
She worked two jobs to help her afford
The comforts of life for her child
To make a little boy smile
Now in Heaven she still prays for me
So that one day I may be received
Through those Pearly Gates into Paradise
My mother had a way of making everything nice.