Mother's Wings
We walk upon a golden path somewhere beyond the blue
Where angels trod and talk to God just like I talk to you;
There's perfect song in every heart and birds they sing there too
Such melodies flown on the breeze -- The world's reborn anew!!!
It's heavenly where mortals rest beyond the realms of kings
And conscience seeks that Mother speaks of new and greater things;
For in a dark and dismal world what light my Jesus brings
Through clouds that drift in parting rifts while sheltered in her wings.
We glide unto a lofty place and watch there from above
The ebb and flow of hearts aglow with spirits likened dove's;
And here the beat of Mother's soul that speaks such things there of
Holds me in wait -- an-tic-i-pates my future filled with Love.
God Bless,
Lighthouse Bob
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