The
morning sun
The
glory of its light
Shining
golden bright
As
2 candles lit
It
reminds us
Of
someone dear
She's
gone
Into
the heavens
Up
in the faraway land
She
will look at us
Watching
and helping
Every
way she can
The
memories always stay
Every
day when we know
She's
gone of our lives
Only
the memories
As
we remember the day
Our
mother, Lena Woodworth
The
memories still stay with us
The
years may have gone us by
But
the light will keep us living through
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