Gone from our home that smiling face,
The cheerful happy ways,
The heart that won so many friends,
In bygone happy days.

Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same,
All the world would be like Heaven,
If we could have you back again.

In dreams we see her smiling face,
And kiss her tender brow,
But in our aching hearts we know,
We have no mother now.