I love my mom, this I know.
Her love for me is greater though.
As a kid, I’d laugh and play,
Having fun all through the day.
Then one day I broke a bone,
On her face, teardrops shone.
Near my bed, in a chair,
I opened my eyes and saw her there.
She held my hand and wiped my face,
She prayed for the pain to erase.
I’m more grown now and I know,
A mother’s love is more than show.
Even though I said one day,
I told my mom that I was gay.
My mom turned and said to me,
She didn’t care what I may be.
She said that I am still her son,
And any who hurt me better run.
She’ll protect me wrong or right,
For me, a bear she would fight.
I try my best to be good, not bad.
I want my mom to be always glad.
Call her mom, protector, or friend,
A mother’s love will never end.