As thread flows through my fingers
 Each sticth a memory joins
 A rocky chair pewter gray
 Then your gentle voice
 Love pours from your eyes
 That water my spirit's roots
 To grow each day
 From lessons learned
 Your fingers softly moved
 Through my hair around my ear
 A loving message crooned
 My precious child
 Walk with God
 He'll always get you through
 No matter what the challenge is
 God will walk with you.
 My Mommy's love nurtured me
 And now that I am gray
 In her lap I find myself
 As I stitch away.