a girl was born some time ago
passed on from Mother, love she'd know
then pass it on for us to grow
when love was found at freedom's trade
your life of dreams began to fade
we'll not forget, sacrifice made
working young life to make it yours
then put on hold for other chores
you closed it down for three more doors
to marry love for future life
you left the girl, became a wife
three children born, you weathered strife
our loving life from you we learned
for what you gave our love you earned
Mother of ours, your love's returned
though love has travelled everywhere
well taken with our Mother's care
what you have grown, we long to share
from stories known and stories told
our love for you now set in gold
for a girl, wife, Mother, so bold
"through loving us, the world we hold"
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