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She's the only one I need


You’re three years old and there are monsters under your bed

She gets up every night and fights them away

You’re five and on your way to the first day of school

She’s right behind you, waving as the bus pulls away

You’re eight and you fall off your bike for the third time that day

She picks you back up, fixes your helmet, and you’re on your way again

You’re thirteen and you fail your first math test

She tells you it’s just one test and everything will be okay

You’re fifteen and realize you don’t love the reflection in the mirror

She tells you you’re perfect in every single way

You’re seventeen and your first love breaks your heart

She’s there to wipe all the tears away

You’re twenty two and renting your own place

She comes with food every other day

You’re twenty eight and scared to say yes

She tells you he loves you and deserves a second chance

You’re twenty nine and nervous as you’re walking down the aisle

She’s smiling in the front holding your father's hand

You’re thirty two and pregnant with your first child

She’s there in the delivery room telling you jokes to distract you from the pain

You deliver your first child and she can’t help but cry

For she is your mother and thirty two years ago that was her in your place

From a broken heart to broken bones she's there to take the pain away

What does one do without a mother to guide her?

How do you survive without her guidance?

You’re asking me what’s one thing I can’t live without?

Well now you know

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