The Source

This item speaks of my mother who I believe is the glue that keeps our family together

I could never see a sun shine brighter
Her rays of light run through our family
She is the heart that pumps blood to the body
Making us one
Making us depend on each other
Every now and then the rain pours down
And she shines even brighter
drying up the wet and soggy
The heart that keeps our family so desperately needs
The sun, shining wherever we go
The conductor leading on her marching band