Mom
You’re so sweet,
I love you dear.
When I cry,
You’re always there.
Holding me tight,
Telling me it’s alright
And saying the bed bugs won’t bite.
I know I’m getting older,
And so are you.
But if I give you my word,
I’ll stay true.
And when I get my first car,
Don’t worry, I wont go far.
When I spread my wings and fly,
I know you and dad might cry.
‘Cause you baby is growing up
And you don’t want her to.
So mom, where ever I go,
What ever I do…
I’ll always love you!
Copyright © Stacy Gideon | Year Posted 2007
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