Just a little extra, to tide me through the day,
Grace to lift this spirit, that hour and trial did fray.
Your arms, they warm me surely, soothe, dark fears allay,
Then all my cares, release me, at peace, at rest, at play.
Back to where it all began, to when the days unfold,
When life was kind and innocent, its sorrows yet untold.
Then, the sun did always shine, from spring to winter’s cold,
And momma’s hand, ’twas ever close, to kiss, to squeeze, to hold.