When life is past of a mother
not father, sister or brother
When the morn now rises alone
and silence hears the telephone.

When warm hugs no longer are felt
from arms familiar and so svelte
When tears now fall from but one face
and pictures now sit all in place

Those moments only Mother knows
of times past where memory goes
The voice that said I’ll love you still
for all of forever until

A face in smile on countless days
and which lasts and forever stays
One when remembered helps us say
Mother, my dear.. Happy Mother’s Day!