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through love’s labor,
her labor
sons and daughters were blessed and given favor
she smiled and we were safe
she cried the cords gave way
we grew into life
we left our homes too soon
too soon... too soon.. too soon..
my mother’s face
her state of grace
I hope I have your strength and all your gentle ways
she smiled and we were safe
she cried the cords gave way
we grew into life
we left our homes too soon... too soon...
too soon.. too soon
as the years, they come and go
she will find her soul
in quiet life. she will hear
those voices sound so sweet and clear
so sweet and clear… so sweet and clear
so sweet and clear… so sweet and clear
it's too soon
too soon… too soon... it's too soon...
... yeah... hey...yeah...yeah...
yeah
her labor
sons and daughters were blessed and given favor
she cried the cords gave way
we grew into life
we left our homes too soon
too soon... too soon.. too soon..
her state of grace
I hope I have your strength and all your gentle ways
she cried the cords gave way
we grew into life
we left our homes too soon... too soon...
too soon.. too soon
she will find her soul
in quiet life. she will hear
those voices sound so sweet and clear
so sweet and clear… so sweet and clear
so sweet and clear… so sweet and clear
too soon… too soon... it's too soon...
... yeah... hey...yeah...yeah...
yeah
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Speaking of a mother's sacrifice and unconditional love, keeping her children feeling safe with the warmth of a smile. Labor, being the pains of labor of birth as well as commitment, sacrifices and devotion to raising her children. Learning independence as we grow into life, we rush to leave the homes our mothers have maintained warm and secure. Though in hind sight, after taking the hits of the real, not so kind world we've jumped into, we realize it was too soon to have left our comfortable homes, if we could only have stayed just a little longer. As time goes by, our mothers age and become frail and those days of our youth can never be brought back. We now have to accept that our mothers will eventually leave us. The voices she will hear I have deducted must be the sound of the angels. In any case, whether angels or the sound of her children and grandchildren, her leaving now, being born into the afterlife, comes too soon. Pretty song, but heart wrenching for a mammas boy like me. :-)