Mothers day comes once a year
And yet again another tear
I loved you mum, you were just great
Not just a mum, a special mate
You taught us good manners
And how to behave
I think of these things
While I stand by your grave
You used to play skipping and football each day
Kids would knock on your door for you to play
You loved everybody, you were such good fun
And I was so proud to call you my mum
You'd light up a room with your beautiful smile
That's something you carried with you all the while
You never did frown or pull a face
You were smart, you were clever, and you walked with such grace
I miss you dear mum
I miss you a lot
You are far too precious
To be forgot
But I stand by your grave
Shedding a tear
You now have been gone
Another year
You were so special
To me you're the best
And I grant you
Eternal rest
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