To be somebody
Is to know that a mother is concerned for you
And thinking of you with a tender heart
It gives a great sense of worth
Knowing that someone is worried
With motherly love and care for you
As you are travelling places
And fulfilling your holy vocation
In serving the people of God
To really be somebody
Is to appreciate this loving concern
And give thanks to your mother
While she is still alive
When she is gone and you realise
how valuable her worries were
It is too late to acknowledge her worth



