What she suffered, she told but few,
She did not deserve what she went through,
Tired and weary she made no fuss,
But tried so hard to stay with us.


Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still;
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God's will.


Our lips cannot speak how we loved her,
Our hearts cannot tell what to say,
But God only knows how we miss her,
In our home that is lonely today.


Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true,
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.


In a near and silent graveyard,
Where the trees their branches wave,
Sleeps a kind and loving Mother,
In her cold and lonely grave,
She bade no one a last farewell,
She raised her hand to none,
Her spirit flew before we knew,
That she from us had gone.