Where do we turn, what should we do, trust in God, as we usually do. 

When we are young, life is so full of fun, we laugh and sing as we play in the sun,  starting our family is number one,

With each new baby, we smile, our hearts fill up with love,  yes I will give you all, my little doves, protect you, after all you were sent to me from God above,

I will provide your daily needs, and you will have what clothes you need to wear,  food in your tiny bellies, so you can grow strong,

All I ask in return, is that someday, you will return that love, by remembering    I am your mom, I don't ask much,  please remember,

I gave you everything there was to give, especially our love, you were most important, if you were to live.

My life was not my own, until you left, to make your own home, with your wife/husband and little ones, make us proud, be an honor to your family,

Maybe someday you will learn to understand, that the trials of life, can be mighty tough,   try to be there, open your eyes, just because you don't see me cry, doesn't mean I'm not hurting, yes life is rough,  I bet you never thought mom  would ever need,  but it seems the time has come, and with heavy hearts we feel sometimes we may not succeed.

Our hearts are heavy, we don't want to let you see, just how we feel, our hurt and our pain,

Our smile shines wide, but oh underneath, we feel so lost, and usually can't sleep.

We want nothing but the best for all of you, so  we try hard not to let our pain show through.