I am my mother
My mother is me
I am the branch
She is the tree
She fed me her spirit
And pushed me to grow
She gave me her wisdom
And thoughts mothers know
My lovely old oak
My mother is gone
But her spirit this branch
Continues to live on
I’ll honor my mother
And keep her best words
Her spirit will guide me
As I live in this world
I am my mother
My mother is me
Now she is the branch
And I… am the tree
