She taught me the pure meaning of Love
And to thank the Lord above
She taught me to catch butterflies
She taught me to admire rose
She used to kiss away my fears
And hug away my woes
She tended a beautiful garden A garden of the heart
She planted all the good things that gave my life its start.
A Chef while baking me a cake
A Doctor when tending me my cold
I wonder what she couldn't do
As I kept growing old
A Tailor, A Chauffeur, A Fairy God Mother at times
But never to busy for a child's nursery rhymes
She is what she was and could be none other
My sweetest angel, she is my mother.