God, please help her to get Bether (unfinished)

Love U Mum.
May U come
through this dark
night, and hark-
-en un-sight-
-ed to quite
still, small whis-
-pers of His
Love that heard
groan and word
that has come
from you Mum.
From your son,
Paul, the one
whose name means
"small", but gleams
may still come
from gems, some
of which are
tiny, spar-
-kling, precious
if all meshes
with that love
from above
which we've seen
('nyou I mean).
Father God
you have trod
(through your son)
in this one
world, begun
by you when
You made (wo)men
and knew pain,
this domain
brings offspring.
So we sing
for we're yours
just because
you made way
f'rus to stray
and return
may we learn,
turn again
t'you, Amen.