The Gift
What can you get for a woman who already has a heart of gold?
A Woman who would give her last to anyone she knows?
A Goddess who demands your atttention when she enters a room,
Or a Queen whos smile outshines the moon?
The stars get jealous when She comes around,
Because the light She brings could brighten a town.
She may be small, but Her bite is big,
God I love the way She fights for Her kids.
There is no way I could put Her worth in a gift,
So to show my appreciation I gave Her a kiss.
A kiss full of love and everything I've learned,
From a graceful woman, I am proud to call My Mom.