Shannon R. Crawford

I looked through the clouds

And what did I see

The face of my mother

And her thoughts were of me

Her eyes filled with tears

And her face was so sad

My wings fluttered softly

And I felt so bad

For I could do nothing

To change how she felt

Nor alter the hand fate had dealth

My tears fell like raindrops

My heart felt so tight

I lifted my face

And told God of my plight

For I can never, be free just to fly

As long as there’s one, lonely tear in your eye

As the birthday of our Savior and Lord draws near

I have a small plea I would like you to hear

Remember me Mom, with happiness and smiles

And know when you do

My soul will soar miles

My wings will be light and

My heart will be free

In the brightest sunshine

Is where you’ll see me.

Merry Christmas Brat