A Guide

If I could sing as Mother did
When I was but a child
‘Twould be so sweet and dear to me!
I know my Savior smiled.

I want to follow her footprints,
I know she lived so near
Her conversation was so sweet,
Her heart seemed always pure.

The counsel she gave us every day,
The prayers she prayed at night
Are now a vision in my mind,
And stand out very bright.

She prayed for neighbors and kindred too,
I now recall quite well
Oh how her love went out for them,
No tongue can ever tell.

But now she’s gone to Heaven above,
‘Tis sweet for me to know,
And footprints here she left for me
In this cold world below.

Helen C. Wallen

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