Mom, you look so pretty today
as you lie there in sleep.
All dressed up in your best dress,
while I stand here and weep.

I knew this day would come,
but still, it’s hard to bear.
Seeing the mom I love so much
lifelessly lying there.

It was you who gave me birth
and taught me how to love.
For your life and great example,
I thank dear God above.

There’s never been another
in this world who could compare.
Rest well my angel mother.
I know you’re in God’s care.

There’s a time for us to live,
and a time that we must die.
A time to say hello,
and a time to say goodbye.

Although it’s very hard
to tell you goodbye now,
we’ll wipe away our tears
and continue on somehow.

Then when our life is over
and we leave this life we know,
they’ll be telling us goodbye
while we’re telling you hello.

Someone asked how old I am,
and this was my reply;
“I’m about as old as the dirt
that’ll cover me when I die.”

I’m the oldest dead person living,
according to Guinness’s book.
A record once held by a bible guy,
but one from him I took.

Friends who have all gone before
                  wonder if they should fret.
They think I’ve likely gone to hell,
‘cause I’m not in heaven yet.

I have grandkids in rest homes.
They don’t mind it there.
But when I go to visit
you should see the people stare.

Went to a senior Citizen’s club
‘til the day that I was told,
“Sorry, but you can’t come back
because you’re too **** old.”

At my last birthday party,
all the candles lit the sky
Fourteen cakes to hold ‘em all…
Three fire trucks stopped by..


So, you want to know how old I am?
Well, that’s just too dang bad
At my age I can’t remember squat,
and really….I’m kinda’ glad.

If only, my child, I could send,
A basket filled with love,
And pretty blue forget-me-not’s
To your new home above.

If only I could send a hug
Past every twinkling star,
And a suitcase filled with kisses
Up to heaven where you are.

If only I could rock you
As I did not long ago,
And sing you one more lullaby
Before you had to go.

If only’s fill my every thoughts
As my heart is aching for you.
With faith, I’ll wait until the time
“If only’s” all come true.

A funny thing about getting sick.
As near as I can tell,
it always seems to hit us
when we’re not feeling well.

I decided to go to a rest home
to see an old friend one day.
I stopped to speak to a lady
who I noticed was looking my way.

She was happy that I came over.
There was something she wanted to say.
She smiled and said from her wheelchair,
“My boy will come visit today.”

It’s been quite a while since I’ve seen him,
He’s always quite busy you know…
He doesn’t live too far from here,
And he knows that I love him so.

Each morning as I rise from bed
My prayer is the same as I say,
Father In Heaven, I ask but one thing,
That my boy will come visit today.

He was always such a good boy.
And the only child we had.
He was only 10 years old
When I lost my husband…his dad.

He married soon after college.
And got a great job with good pay
He calls me at times on the telephone,
But I know he’ll come visit today.

I’m lonely here in the rest home.
How I long for my son to come by.
They tell me my health is now failing,
But he’ll visit before I must die.”

I leaned over and gave her a hug
And the tears on my cheeks wiped away.
She smiled and said, there’s no need to cry,
My boy will come visit today.”

The mine boss needed three more men.
Several showed up at the mine.
He saw a big strong German
and said, “You‘ll do just fine.”

Your job will be to take a pick
and scale the walls of ore.
The work is hard but you are strong.
You’ll certainly endure.

A Swedish man stepped up out front.
“Sir, if you’ll hire me…
You’re sure to get your money’s worth.
I’ll do the work of three.”

“You’re hired!”, said the mine boss.
Grab a shovel from the back.
You’ll shovel up the scaled off ore
into the mine car on the track.

With one more left to hire
The boss looked down the rows
and saw a little Chinaman,
all dressed in Chinese clothes.

The last job is an easy one,
“Mr. Chinaman , I choose you.
You’ll be in charge of all supplies.
When low, we’ll come to you.”

Off they went into the mine
to do as they were told,
A German, Swede, and Chinaman,
into this mine of gold.

As supplies needed replenished,
the Chinaman could not be found.
The mine boss went into the mine
to take a look around.
.
Anyone seen the Chinaman?”
The Swede answered, “Ya sure,
The crazy man run down the mine
and no come back no more.”.

The boss man, now a bit upset
grabbed a light so he could see,
and through the dark, went deeper in.
Where could this Chinaman be?

He’d gone, it seemed, a mile or two
with great concern and fear.
There, hiding around the corner,
The Chinaman sensed him near.

He jumped out from his hiding place,
this Chinaman so wise,
and nearly scared his boss to death
when he yelled out….”SU-PLIZE”!

He was the life of the party.
At least that’s what we thought.
He kept all of us laughing.
He was  full of ***** and ***.

He hopped into his car
with Gary, Liz and Fred.
He was the life of the party,
but now all four are dead.

Life can bring great challenges,
disappointment and despair.
At times we want to just give up,
from pressures hard to bear.

Life on earth can be beautiful.
We must never give up hope.
Tie a knot, and hang on for dear life,
when you’re at the end of your rope.

The rope represents our earth life,
whether happy, sad, or fraught.
Our Savior’s great atoning love,
represents the saving knot.

If we will but have faith in Him
when our rope is at it’s end,
He’ll be the knot that stops our fall,
and helps our lives to mend..