Mama
Mama, Mama
To be just like you
I thought at only two
Pretty as a dove
Soaring high above.
Mama, Mama
So brave you are
I look up to you
Like I look up to the stars.
Mama, Mama
I can be mean
I'm still learning
As I'm only a teen.
Mama, Mama
Here we are at last
One step closer to our goals
For what's mine is yours
That's what Ive been told.
This poem is about:
My family