We wander sad and lonely,
To a grave not far away,
Where we laid our loving mother,
Whom we still miss today.
 
Jesus saw her getting tired,
And a cure was not to be,
With loving arms around her,
He whispered “Come with me”.
 
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn’t go alone,
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.
 
When the altar bells are ringing,
And all bend down in prayer,
We have visions of you mother,
With all your Family there.
 
So rest in peace dear mother,
And thanks for all you’ve done,
We trust that God has given you,
The crown you’ve truly won.