~Gentle hands did weave my life
Careful weavings in and out
Taking all the time and care
So I became the pattern rare
The one with love to share with you
The pattern with all colored hues
With pastels of the finest blends
To search for peace beyond the bends
With vibrant colors to behold
To show the strength that I can hold
All entwined with loving hands
A pattern stretched across this land
A weaving from a gentle heart
A masterpiece of God's fine art
These hands no longer on this earth
Weaving still in each rebirth
Need to find a pattern rare
See instructions in the air
Coming down on lacy clouds
Sky so brilliant woven lace
Sending patterns we embrace
These gentle hands that still do weave
A Mother's love will always cleave
An angel woven from above
A blanket of eternal love.~