Mother
Mother, you're the lighthouse
That illuminates my path
Mother, Your the advisor,
and consoler of my wrath
Mother, you're the toothpaste,
that keeps my language clean
Mother, your the glasses
that keep my vision keen
Mother, you're the walking cane
that guides me along the way
Mother, you're the crimson rose
I stop to smell each day
Mother, you're the safety pin
when things won't come together
Mother, you're my rainbow
right after stormy weather
I thank God for all you do
and what you mean to me
I love you Mom, I always will
For all eternity
Copyright © Sandra Hudson | Year Posted 2006
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