Mom's Song
I remember the sweet things in my life
The joy of my childhood, even the strife
The sweetness of our time, forever
The sweet voices of my children, laughing together
Their voices carry me higher then I've ever known
They hand me into the arms of those gone before
They hand me into the arms of those who have loved me
They hand me into the arms of my sweet welcome home
For Miss Sharon and you, your sons and daughter,
With love and condolences, your alaska friend