I carry with me Bits and pieces of you. Each beautiful sunset Reminds me of your smile.
You were Daddy’s girl Your Mama left this life early. Then you had a Mommy She doted on me.
Your life was tough You went through World War II. You wanted to be a nurse But you became a teacher instead.
Who gave you hope Who taught you to be kind? You didn’t have much But you made the world richer.
You have sown good seeds
Look, they’ve grown into trees.
Their flowers give you joy
Their fruits give you hope.
You are tired, but you go on Shining for your trees. The world is a better place Thanks for your love, Mama.
