The Gift

What can you get for a woman who already has a heart of gold?

A Woman who would give her last to anyone she knows?

A Goddess who demands your atttention when she enters a room,

Or a Queen whos smile outshines the moon?

The stars get jealous when She comes around,

Because the light She brings could brighten a town.

She may be small, but Her bite is big,

God I love the way She fights for Her kids.

There is no way I could put Her worth in a gift,

So to show my appreciation I gave Her a kiss.

A kiss full of love and everything I've learned,

From a graceful woman, I am proud to call My Mom.