"Momma's Touch"

Mom, I dreamed of you last night...
You stretched out your arms and hugged me tight.
And just for moment there it seemed
That your touch was real, not just a dream.
I had talked to God just hours before
And told Him "Lord, there is nothing more
That could satisfy or comfort me
Than for my Mother's face to see".

God heard my prayer and through His grace
Mom, I looked upon your face.
I felt your hug, your love, your touch...
The very things I needed so much.

There is a void in my life still...
A place that no one else can fill.
But precious memories I have of you...
And I have God to lean on too.

So Mom, until that glorious day
We walk hand in hand in Heaven I'll pray
That once again through God's loving grace
I'll feel your touch and see your face.

Written for my Mother, Viola Jordan Cavin,
who went home to be with the Lord on April 16, 1990.
She is sadly missed by her family and friends.
by Clara Cavin Kleinpeter