Remembering

As I sat there in the pew
I could see her lying there
I could see her hair of silver
As I sat there in prayer.

She was somebody's mother
She was somebody's friend
Her life was full and long
But it was time to end.

I was remembering my own dear mother
How I buried her one day
How my heart was broken
When God took her away.

I remembered her last days
How she lingered for a while
How I somehow became the parent
And she became the child.

When the sun sets on the horizon
Of my life here below
We'll be together once again
In that fair land, I know.