When sleep abandon my open eye,
you always sung a sweet lullaby,
And rocked me that I should not cry.
You sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping in my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed.
You ran to help whenever I fell,
always had sweet stories to tell,
and assured me that I was well.
You taught me to pray and play,
supported me each & every day,
and kept the hard world at bay.
When your body feeble, old and grey,
My sturdy arms will be there to stay,
Mom, I will flush all your pains away.