They say her work is never done
It can't be easy for the one
Who's always been
Right where you went
To find her
With busy hands and watchful eye
Making sure as time goes by
You're never far from the heart of Mother
You take for granted 'til she's gone
The one you first depended on
Who taught you to
Grow up and do
Without her
And yet for all you've grown you know
She'll never truly let you go
You're never far from the heart of Mother
Comforts from her quilting box are all around you
Sewn together, made to cover and surround you
Holding fast the promise that she tucked into the stitches
While she was turning the rags to riches
There'll always be a place for you
A perfect heart to come back to
As long as you
Remember to
Look for her
Where hearth and home fires glow
Where patchwork quilts and gardens grow
Where children all eventually discover
You're never far from the heart of Mother