When I fall on the floor,

Sick of my life,

Hoping no more,

 

I can always count on

One person to help

Even at the crack of dawn.

 

With all I’ve been through,

She always has words

And will always stay true.

 

I call her by any of these:

Mother, mom, mama,

And she calms me with ease.

 

It may sound stereotypical,

To say my mom is my mentor,

But one as good as her is untypical.

 

I’ve been through a lot,

You don’t even know,

And for me, she has always fought.

 

You see, she’s my step,

Been around since my birth,

But we’ve always been in-step.

 

I called her mom on my own

Before she even married,

Without ever being told.

 

Somehow I always knew

How important she’d be

And it was she, I’d always look to.

 

Mom, I love you!

Thank you for all you do!