Mom
it was back in the day
when my life went astray
july 28 the year 2002
was the day i turned blue
they pronounced her dead at 7:30
i knew the lord had took her to early
she was my rock she was my sun
the very next day arraingments begun
i cant describe how she made me feel inside
i still cant fathom that my mom has died
august 1st was the day we buried her
i was one of the six to carry her
on that day everything was gray
dealing with the fact she had passed away
they closed the doors prepared to take her
no more suffering she was with her maker
night after night i couldnt sleep
for my sweet mother i could only weep
six years later she feels no pain
but i always think of her when it starts to rain
when my life went astray
july 28 the year 2002
was the day i turned blue
they pronounced her dead at 7:30
i knew the lord had took her to early
she was my rock she was my sun
the very next day arraingments begun
i cant describe how she made me feel inside
i still cant fathom that my mom has died
august 1st was the day we buried her
i was one of the six to carry her
on that day everything was gray
dealing with the fact she had passed away
they closed the doors prepared to take her
no more suffering she was with her maker
night after night i couldnt sleep
for my sweet mother i could only weep
six years later she feels no pain
but i always think of her when it starts to rain
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