There's a gentleness so tender,
In her heart's Hearthstone fender,
Coming from my Mother's heart alone;
It doesn't matter the occasion,
That a spark of love invasion;
Never pausing, so tenderly has shone.

For you're God's plan from heaven,
For your tender heart like leaven,
To hasten and mix your heart below;
For it doesn't matter where you find her,
There's always something so sweet about her,
Wonder touch, her Mother touch, that I know.

Flowing laughter sweetly sounds all the day long,
Singing the sweetest bird song,
Cheering and hugging every hour;
Then she goes to her quiet retreat,
For her hour of prayer so sweet;
A secret of her sweet nature and willful power.

Soul of my Mother, colourful like a tapestry,
The love of my Mother is as boundless as the sea,
Freshened like a flower with its dew;
For love showers will embrace her,
God smiles from Heaven above to bless her
And her life is ever shining and true!

*~Marian~