Poem for Mama.

A sweeter name cannot be
Than the one that has raised me.
A dearer woman cannot be found
then the one who has taught me what was true and sound

You picked me up, when I fell,
you've cheered my soul more times then I can tell.
You've been beside me,
leading, guiding, loving.

A better example of motherhood then she
is not on Earth to be sought
Mama so dear who has raised me
to be the person I am today,
I'm trying to measure up in every way.

A better woman is not seen
then the Mama who I so often lean.
A precious jewel, A gift from above,
I hope this is at least a testimony of my love.


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