To My Mother

When I was youthfull…young I had peers that are wayward…wrong but her wealthy words made me steady… strong Now I’m old… not tempted by the tales of throng My mom told me to stay and never sway Even if I am worldly, weary … wicked way; In the sun and rain…naughty night or darling day She taught me to know the time to play and pray She has taught me never to fear or frown Even if the scorching sun makes me dry… down In the ocean of life, I feel I am going to drown But I come out as pure gold…the talk of the town My mother, my tender home when I was fragile Thy balm and boobs blessed me till I was agile You gave everything you’ve got…going the extra mile Now I live a life that’s worthwhile…I sail and smile When I was youthfull…young I had peers that are wayward…wrong but her wealthy words made me steady… strong Now I’m old… not tempted by the tales of throng My mom told me to stay and never sway Even if I am worldly, weary … wicked way; In the sun and rain…naughty night or darling day She taught me to know the time to play and pray She has taught me never to fear or frown Even if the scorching sun makes me dry… down In the ocean of life, I feel I am going to drown But I come out as pure gold…the talk of the town My mother, my tender home when I was fragile Thy balm and boobs blessed me till I was agile You gave everything you’ve got…going the extra mile Now I live a life that’s worthwhile…I sail and smile