As i watch the rain turn to snow. br I sit here wondering why you had to go. br I listen but my heart is so still br I watch the Snow fall on the window sill br I dont see why you can't be with me. br i guess thats the way it has to be. br I told myself I would not cry, br But i am still asking god ' why ' br Yes it hurts tho it goes to snow. br That god ony take the best and this i know. br br god bless you dear mother..