MY
MOTHER GRACE
During
the fight with Korea, my father went to serve,
My mother took the kids to live with my father's family.
Saying goodbye to her sisters, the town where she was born,
She left her past behind, taking only her memories.
My
mother Grace, my mother Grace,
My mother Grace.
Often
I wonder in early morning reverie,
Just who my mother really was; the grandparents that I never knew.
So much about her life remains a mystery.
But she was there for me, someone who always cared for me.
My mother Grace, my mother Grace,
My mother Grace,
Grace was her name. Grace.
Now
that I'm older, I miss her so.
I'll always love her,
I only hope she knows .
My mother Grace, my mother Grace,
My mother Grace,
Grace was her name. Grace.