If you see my mom in heaven,
She won’t be hard to find.
She’s God’s masterpiece of
She’s unique and one of a kind.
She’ll be the one with the prettiest
Her angel wings she wears with pride,
And as she reaches out to greet you,
You’ll see the twinkle in her eyes.
She’ll be digging in God’s flower beds,
Gathering flowers as she goes.
She’ll pick a single flower bouquet:
The beauty of God’s red rose.
She’ll be playing with the smallest angels,
Singing joyful games upon her knee,
Or maybe writing words of wisdom,
Or reciting a poem or three.
She’s with her mom and dad now,
Embracing them lovingly or
Visiting with her long-lost friends,
Chatting so happily.
She’ll be God’s strongest angel.
No more burdens will she bear.
She’ll stroll about with strength and grace,
Kneeling with God in prayer.
So if you see my mom in heaven,
Will you take care of her for me?
Place a kiss upon her cheek,
And hug her just for me.
You see, she was my special mom,
The truest friend she was to me.
She taught me all about our God
And the love he had for me.
She’s my royal queen of mothers.
She’ll wear her very own crown.
She’ll sit and share God’s golden
Throne in God’s beautiful