Once There Was a Mother

Once, there was a mother,
A gentle, jolly mother;
Each day I loved her better,
To me there could be no other.


Like merry birds that sing,
Her mellow voice would ring;
Pep songs in the morning,
Lullabys in the evening.

Each early Christmas night,
She's light the lanterns bright;
Then a verse she would recite,
While I listened with delight.

But one lonely afternoon,
My young heart she left to mourn;
She was gone like silent moon,
That stalls away at break of dawn.

By: Maria Luisa Tejero Torrento