Fallen Apostles

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Mother’s Rosary

 

When I think of real prayer

The vision that I see

Is my mother’s hands

Working through a rosary

When I was a third grade boy

Mother made me a fur coat

I wanted to be like all the other kids

I guess like all them other boys and girls

 

The old nun at school said my mom had worked magic

Real magic

Love and magic

Oh that’s what the old nun said

So when I think of real prayer

The vision I see

Is my mother’s hands

Working through a rosary

 

When I think of real prayer

The only vision that I see

Is my mother’s hands

Working through a rosary