For my mom, gone from this world six years now. I hope she wakes up with breakfast in bed every morning, and with no worries about her kids.

The Sweetest Gift, A Mother’s Smile (performed by the Blue Sky Boys)
Written by J.B. Coats

One day a mother came to the prison
To see an erring but precious son
She told the warden how much she loved him
It did not matter what he had done

She did not bring to him parole or pardon
She brought no silver, no pomp or style
It was a halo bright sent down from heaven
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile

Her boy had drifted far from the fireside
Though she had pleaded with him each night
Yet not a word did she ever utter
And though her heart ached, her smile was bright

She left a smile, son, you can remember
She’s gone to heaven from heartache free
The bars around you could never change her
You were her baby and e’er will be

She did not bring to him parole or pardon
She brought no silver, no pomp or style
It was a halo bright sent down from heaven
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile

Thanks, Mom.