Mom

A book is read,

A story told,

A kiss goodnight,

A hug not cold.

She tucks you in with all her might,

To make sure you're safe all through the night.

She makes sure you're snuggled with blankie and bear,

With one last kiss on the top of your hair.

She walks out the door but peeks in her head,

To assure "I love you" was 100 times said.