My Mom, My All
There are a few things in the world important to me,
But if I had to decide on what I can't live without.
I could say my telephone or tv,
But it would be my mom without a doubt.
She is my mentor, my friend, my champion,
Only wanting great things for me.
She always encourages me to do my best,
Now I understand and see.
She told me to believe in myself,
And always stay the course.
As long as I look inside of me,
I could always find the source.
I know that I can do anything,
Nothing is impossible to achieve.
My mom taught me to think like that,
And that I'll always believe.
I absolutely need my mom,
She is so full of grit.
If I didn't have her around,
I wonder if I'd have made it.
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