Whether she’s here or in heaven,
mother’s love is our haven and guide,
For always the memory of Mother
is a beacon light shining inside.
Time cannot destroy the memory
and years can never erase
The tenderness and the beauty
of the love in a mother's face.
And when we think of our mothers,
we draw nearer to God above,
For only God in His greatness
could fashion a mother's love.
