Trish's Song

Take your hands

Your mother's hands

And fold them in your dress

All the time

I've known you've had

Them out

Flashed about

And helping where you can

Oh, you give and give

And give and give

And it's

Time to rest

And now you need

To breathe it in

I want you to

Recede

And go to sleep

I will watch over you

Nothing will go wrong

I won't sit until you're strong

I've got lots to give

I've got all you gave to me

All you've given to me

Breathe it in

Mama, go to sleep