Dear Mama,

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Dear Mama,

I can see you all of the time. I can see your tears, feel your pain as if it were mine.

Mama I never meant to make you cry. Sobbing, shaking asking God why.

Mama, never was it your fault. Let out the shame and regret from your vault.

The banquet table is spread. He is sitting at the head.

Don’t worry mama, we’re waiting for you to dine. To share with me eternal life divine.

Mama, of you, there’s only one thing I ask. Mama, all your life make this your task.

Mama, do justly, seek mercy and walk humbly with thy God all your years. So that we can share heaven, where there will be no more tears.

For all of you mama’s with a child, young or old in heaven. 

 

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