A song written last fall for my mother, the day she passed away. Words and Music: Greg Hayward (c) 2023 My Dog Banjo Music. All Rights Reserved
singer songwriter
A song written last fall for my mother, the day she passed away.
Lyrics
She was the oak
Her train has left the station
The whistle blew one last time
One minute there was laughter
Then the last seconds chime
At the end it got harder
And comfort was not easy to find
Her life was well lived
Her legacy is in mine
She was the oak
She was the pine
She was the strength
That gave birth to mine
She was the reason
That our house was a home
She was my path
As smooth as river stones
Her long road was winding
But all roads have an end
Though she may be gone
She leaves much to comprehend
She is carried in my thoughts
As we too ride that train
Because death is not the end
When all this love remains
