Letter To Mama
By Pearlie Duncan Walker ©
Mama, I went to your grave today
To lay some pretty flowers there,
But as I looked around upon the ground
I couldn’t see you anywhere.
Then I looked up high into the sky
And I could see you everywhere.
Walking softly with our Savior
On the streets He paved with gold,
Picking fruit from Heavens’ tree,
Waiting for us to join the fold.
So wait for us sweet gentle Mother,
Keep us in your sweet Holy Prayer,
Hence one day I know we’ll come
And then we’ll be together there.
For my Mother Julie Mullins Duncan
11/18/1907-11/26/1995
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