I am the lonely matriarch that spends, br a lifetime - deftly catching many ends. br Connecting every loved one to a friend br to make our children fit to comprehend. br br I am the mother of all ties that bind. br More dedicated one you will not find. br br To feed and nurture flair - I am so bound; br my words of soft persuasion are profound. br While all around I hear the rasping sound br of our moral duty scraping on the ground. br br I am the mother of all ties that bind, br and I will not rest easy on your mind. br br When I am shabby, worn, quite unable br to be anything but good for natures table. br I pass on pride complete with finished label, br and my Mantle will be worn by one more able. br br I am the mother of all ties that bind, br reminding all Gods children to be kind. br br Roan Mar.