Where did she find the time
that she so willingly shared,
making sure that every day
we knew how much she cared.


Where did she find the time
for all the cookies she would bake,
never once ever complaining
about the work that it would make.


Where did she find the time
to make our house a home,
and fill it up with love
so we'd never feel alone.


Where did she find the time
to wipe away our tears,
and teach us to be strong
overcoming all our fears.


Where did she find the time
to have a moment to herself,
while she was taking care of us
and thinking of no one else.


Where did she find the time
and always know just what to say,
other than being who she was
because Mothers are just that way!