On a Sunday morning she was ailing, so very weak; I knew the time was near, for the Angels, her soul to seek, Mama, go to the light, It’s Jesus you know, When you see the Light, just yield and to Him go. I know you can't talk to me now, you’ re at the great gate, Where the Angels will carry you, where Jesus doth await, Go to Him Mama, I can't stand to see you suffer this way, Just wait for me, when it’s my time, I'll see you again in that day. Just look to the light Mama, He’s the Way the Truth and the Light, And I believe it’s about time, I think He'll send for you tonight, Goodbye for now little Mama, I'll see you again one glorious day, When our Savior sends for me too, to come there and stay. Forever and ever, no more tears, heartache or pain, Just the blessed joy of being there with Jesus and you and Dad again, To walk the streets of gold, pick fruit from the glorious tree, There in Heaven, nothing but gladness and joy, evermore to be. You and Dad keep watch for us, maybe meet us at the gate, It seems so wonderful just to think about, at times I can hardly wait, But He will decide when I will come to this beautiful place, Then we will be together again, all of us will be with Jesus, face to face.

Pearlie Duncan Walker