Sweetest Gift, The Testo

She did not bring to him parole or pardon free
She brought no silver, gold no pomp or style to see
It was a halo bright brought down from heaven's light
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
That told her heartaches her smile was bright
She left a smile you can remember
She's gone to heaven from heartaches free
Those bars around you could never change her
You were her baby and e'er will be