Why do we have to remember on this day what MOM did
As she worked so hard tp protect us when we were just a kid
You know the love she gives can never be measured
But we should think of it as a precious treasure
Knowing it is time for her to leave for work
As she says I will be home soon so don’t be a stupid jerk
But as the day goes on we get lonesome and want to cry
For Mom isn’t home to hold our hand and sitting by our side
But the an angel comes and speaks to our mind
That with GOD’S help we will turn out fine
We learn that there was a time MOM felt so much pain
As we learned that it wasn’t for her own gain
So don’t let this day that was picked out to show your love
For she is one of GOD’S special doves