The Sweetest Gift

One day a mother went to a 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 a parole or pardon
She brought no silver, no pomp or style
It was a halo bright sent down from heavens light
The sweetest gift, a mothers smile
She left a smile you can remember
Shes gone to heaven from heartaches free
Those walls around you could never change her
You were her, baby, and ever will be
She did not bring to him a parole or pardon
She brought no silver, no pomp or style
It was a halo bright sent down from heavens light
The sweetest gift, a mothers smile
She did not bring to him a parole or pardon
She brought no silver, no pomp or style
It was a halo bright sent down from heavens light
The sweetest gift, a mothers smile
The sweetest gift, a mothers smile