While we bid farewell
To dear mother below
God opens His arms
And is smiling ‘hello’
While here we are weeping
But not without hope
The angels are singing
‘Welcome home, welcome home’
While sorrow is the
Tender-sweet lining of love
We know dear mother
Is with God up above
We bid our farewell
With peace flowing free
For mother, dear mother
Is where she longed to be
Janet
Written to Brent, Jan and family at the sudden passing of her mother.
Dear mother of sixteen children has found eternal rest.
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