If I were granted one wish today,

and I knew it would come true;

I’d ask the Lord for a little time,

to speak alone with you.

To hear your voice like it used to be,

so soft, so quiet, so clear;

That voice which has been silenced,

during these last few years.

To hear you sing those old-time hymns,

that speak of Jesus’ love;

And have you read the Bible,

with a message from above.

I know my wish will not come true,

and that is all right too;

For I treasure all my memories,

of the momma I once knew.

So I thank God that when I visit, go to church with you, dinner, or Tuesday Prayer,

and hold your hand in mine;

I see a peace upon your face–

I see my Lord divine!