Each and every day I thank God for my momma

For making her strong in spite of all the drama

Because, whenever am wrong she makes me feel right

When am stuck in the dark she shows me the light


I was like a slave but her love set me free

When am filled with hatred she's on a loving spree

Even though I was blind, her affection made me see

And am proud to say 'am the honey produced in the hive of her bee'




Kevin Patrober

This is for all the mothers in the world, you are special and appreciated

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