To Mom,
It was the fire nation to blame/
Because you were taken away from us by their flame/
Mother if only you gave us one more kiss/
Because it is you who we dearly miss/
You were protecting someone very cherished/
But in doing so you had perished/
You now have a granddaughter with your name/
And although now we have acclimated some fame/
You will never be forgotten/
With your touch as precious as silk cotton/
-Sokka and Katara