My mother would make mashed potatoes

As I climbed up the stairs

When I got home from school

She would fix up my hair

She said

"Someday you will make a mother too"

And I could hardly believe her

Now my daughter just got off the bus

I have a casserole in the freezer

My mother would make mashed potatoes

And I miss her dearly

She always took care of me

And I try to remember how she did it

I have a lot to live up to

My daughter is six now

I wonder if she knows how much I love her

How much I want to make her proud

My mother would make mashed potatoes

And I miss her dearly

She always took care of me

And I try to remember how she did it

When she grows up

Will she remember me this way?

Will she want to be a mother

And tell her daughter someday

"My mother would make mashed potatoes

And I miss her dearly

She always took care of me

And I try to remember how she did it"

My mother would make mashed potatoes

And I miss her dearly

She always took care of me

And I try to remember how she did it