I stare into darkness,
And all I can see,
The death of my mother,
An old memory.

I remeber how she used to,
Hold me close to her.
She's up in heaven now,
Oh for this I'm sure.

I think about her everyday,
Of all the difference she made.
God please take me now,
For this memory will never fade.
 
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