About how I felt along the way--
For the love you gave and the work you've done,
Here's appreciation from your admiring son.
When all I did was cry a lot,
And as I grew your work did too--
I ran and fell and got black and blue.
Now you had to become a cop,
To worry about mistakes I'd make;
You kept me in line for my own sake.
You were always there whenever I needed.
You guided me and wished me the best,
I became wiser and knew I was blessed.
The love I felt for you each day,
Mom, read this so you can always see
Just how much you mean to me.