I'll Be There Please do not cry my darling, heaven's not far away, Mama's watching over you, we'll meet again some day. Say you'll always remember, good things we use to do. Then think of me, and whisper mama, I love you too. I promise I will listen, to all you have to say. Although you shall not see me, I'll hear you when you pray. Watch for rain, upon the pane, breath in my loving breathe. The showers are my tears, that have fallen since my death. Linda J. Adams 1997