Let Her Rip
She lived the kind of life she always wanted to
like a lion out of cage fierce and always good
full of laughter, she was an arrow built straight
and like the ocean she poured out salty water
but, made you fast belong
She was never afraid to love you with both arms
detesting lies and cheaters, she said it like it was
her Faith was bigger then a mustard seed and God?
always first on her list it was written in her bible creed
yes , she was fair and strong
She was born on Christmas Eve beneath Franciscan sky
lived to be a ripe old age until he claimed her as his own
This Christmas the church bells won't be ringing loud,
she's nestled in His stable wrapped safely in His shroud
RIP mom, you are my song.
Dedicated to my mom who past away in August of this year.
December 14, 2018
Sponsor: John Lawless
Contest : Let'er RIP
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2018
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