I grew up in this orphanage
My parents, I can't even remember their faces
The sisters did the best they could
We were fed, clothed, sheltered
They made sure they kept just tidy
The best thing they did was teach me to sew
Upon graduation, I knew how to make lace
Not a bad skill
I may come from nothing, be nothing
But the sisters taught us about value
Value for ourselves and others
We all belong to God
And with this skill, I will teach another little girl about value as we lace together
And a wave will continue
