MAMA

My mama is most beautiful

With hair that’s spun of gold

Her eyes most pur-ply ever seen

May mama never grow old

I love her so much, too much to tell

Tho she be boss of all bosses

And sometimes it’s hard to hold her hands

'Cause they are in the shape of crosses

But those are the things that make her so cool

And much greater than all the rest

I want all the world to see what I see

When she’s out in my favourite blue dress

Mom is so pretty so kind and so sweet

My love for her lasts for always

And I feel so cared for in her crosses for hands

Secure in her purple-ish gaze...