There’s a picture hanging on the wall,
with the fairest face of all.
Tis’ a picture of my dear ole’ mother
don’t you see?
An angel from heaven smiling down
upon me.
Yes, that’s my cherished mother
bless her loving heart.
The lord called her home and
tore my world apart.
I know she is safe in paradise and
watching over me.
Just as she always did before her
sole was set free.
That picture hanging on the wall will remain until
I too hear the call.
Then I will touch her sweet face
once more.
As we meet on God’s golden shore.
Englewood, Colorado 10/19/2011 written for Mom
