DO THEY THINK ABOUT HER?

Mother now walks the streets of glory with brother.
To take their place, there will never be another,
She visions how handsome and how pretty they must be,
And all her loved ones gone before, that they can see.
She wonders! Do they ever think about her?

They traveled thru the clouds, to heaven up yonder.
She thinks they stood and gazed around with wonder,
As they slowly walked toward the pearly gate.
A voice said, "Come on in. You don't have to wait."
She wonders! Do they think about her?

She imagines them wearing a halo of gold.
Doing all the glorious things that are untold.
They both had kind hearts and worked hard for others' gain.
She sits and cries as she still feels their loss and the pain.
She wonders! Do they ever think about her?

Above the sunrise and sunset, stars and moon they walk.
Oh, how she aches. Because she wishes she could hear them talk.
Life rushes on and someday she'll hear a bell's last toll.
If she's lucky! Thru heaven and eternity with them she'll stroll.
She wonders! Do they ever think about her?