Well if I'm not talking about food and water,

Then the next thing up would for sure be my mother,

She's the only thing that keeps me from being smothered,

From the hardships in life that group themselves together,

The umbrella whenever I find myself under the weather,

The shelter when everythings getting to helter-skelter,

The times that I've been able to get by without her are never,

I could talk about her all day if I wanted, 

But then my poetry would really start to get redundandt,

The positivity that lives within her is abundandt, 

So the one thing I need to get by is her and I can say that with a percentage of one hundred.