There's a place I like to travel,
A place I like to roam.
To my old country mountain home.
To a place of childhood visions,

I can go there in all the seasons.
There My daddy I can see,
In the early morning light is he.
Going at a steady pace,
Worry lines upon his face.
So much to do in a day,
Milk the cows, mow the hay.
Till the ground, plant the seeds,
Hoe the corn, cut the weeds .
From the Lord, blessings he did seek
As he lived his life so very meek.
Hat in hand, on bended knee,
Beneath the shady apple trees
Lord I have done all know.
But only you can make it grow.

My momma's scent I still can smell of laundry soap, I know so well
. cooking, cleaning, all the day ,
a mothers love she did display.
A smile so warm, the angels frown.
Love shown to all, was unbound
Never a stranger, she did meet,
A glass of water, something to eat.
A helping hand she did extend.
She gave to all with out reserve,
mattered not if they deserved.
Her life was never a waste.
She lived her life, to give God praise

Eleven babies she gave birth..
Three she lost to Mother Earth.
Their lifeless bodies she did impart.
Gave then up with broken heart,
Life goes on, so dose the pain,
Her loss now, is heaven's gain

At last the day is done,with the setting of the sun.
Sitting in their rocking chairs,
Resting in the evening air.
Looking out on star lite night,
Rest their weary spirits, from daily strife.
Looking toward the far off hills..
Hear the song of the lonely whipper-will !!

Now they both are goneTo God above ,
a better home.
The tears I cry from loneliness,
Their face to see, my only wish.
Someday his voice I will hear
of my savior, Oh so dear!
And join them there around the throne.
With the robes of white, we'll all have on..
We all will join, the songs of praise through eternity,
for all our days !!

All my memories, are not told
In a book, it would not hold.
A little look back at my past!
Seems my life has went so fast
Come again and you will find
other memories of another time

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