|MEMORIES OF MOTHER
I can hear my Mother calling in my mind
across the years,
And my heart is filled with sadness
as my eyes fill up with tears.
I can hear her laughing gaily at some
prank that I would play,
And I wish I'd made her laugh more
often ere she had to go away.
I can hear her calling loudly for us
boys to come and eat,
And we'd reply "We're comin', Mom",
from two blocks down the street.
Then we'd take another time at bat
and forget her supper call
Til Dad would yell "You boys come home
or there'll be no food at all!"
We had an old piano that Mom would play
on Saturday nights.
We'd gather 'round and sing with her
'til Dad turned out the lights.
We'd sing the hymns and ballads that
all the family knew,
Those times were great but now I think
that they were all too few!
And sometimes Dad would sing a song,
the ones he loved the best,
"In the Evening, By the Moonlight",
"Old Rugged Cross" and all the rest
Of the old-time songs and ballads that
he sang as a boy,
"Carry Me Back to Old Virginny", "Clementine",
and "Soldier's Joy".
Dad's been gone now, thirty years, and
Mom's been gone for seven,
They're together now, God rest their
souls, in His mansion up in Heaven,
And I hope they know we miss them so,
and our hearts still ache with pain,
But our love is strong and will carry
us on 'til we're with them once again.
May 25, 1987