Dear Mom
Dear Mom,
A wife, a mother, and a principal too
I’m glad that I found my best friend in you
Your smile could move a mountain
You grant wishes like a coin dropped into a fountain
A supporter, tear-wiper, and caregiver too
I’m glad that God blessed me with a Mother like you
Soon I will be eighteen
And college will be awaiting
I can’t even imagine the day
When I must move away
But I know that my home is not the place
But rather in my mother’s face
You’re a childhood dream
The type of mother everyone hopes to be
I love you to the moon and back
And back and back and back again
Because my love for you will never end
Thanks for taking my pain away
Even when you had a really bad day
A critic, hugger, and peacemaker too
The High School is blessed to have a principal like you
You work harder than anyone I know
The blood in your veins is what makes this school go
Thank you for all that you have done
With you as my mom, I can’t remember when I haven’t won
A toast to your great life, and I love you dearly
I can see all that you’ve done so clearly
Superstar wife, mother, and principal too
I’m glad that I found my best friend in you
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