There’s something different about your smile.
The kind that tells me you’ll be around for a while.
Today, I find myself thinking, she may be “the one.”
I share my name, “mom”, with my daughter and sons.
So I’ll let you in on a few of my tricks.
The things I do when my babies are sick.
Hot chamomile tea with lots of honey
Wins a place to their hearts; dry nose or runny.
Brayden’s most favorite is tomato soup;
Be sure to use milk, that’s the secret scoop.
Kam means business if he says, “I think I’m sick;”
It’s usually at the worst exit but pull over quick.
Ady Jane, will bring you so much joy;
Shoes, polish & clothes over every toy.
She’ll beg you to rub her arms at night;
Do it soft and gentle to ensure it’s done right.
“Baby Love,” I sing loudly on a regular basis.
If you ever find yourself in one of those places.
Pinch their knees while saying, “Get the Ham-hocks!”
If they need a pick me up; or they’re ever in shock.
Stay right with the Lord and read to them scriptures;
Keep my bible, journals and show them my pictures.
If you’re ever in a sour place; or in need to make bad days great;
Pull through a carwash yelling; start freaking out; at any rate
As the tri-foam covers the car; & you can't see out;
Get down & whisper, “They’re coming!” then you jump and shout;
“THE ZOMBIES ARE GETTING US; THEY’RE ON OUR CAR!”
Act silly; go crazy; be fun & smile; you’ve made it this far.
When you find yourself not knowing what to say;
Promise me, you’ll stop! Be still; find a way to pray.
I give you my blessings to love them as yours;
Let's work together; promise not to keep any scores.
I'll share them with you; these treasures of mine.
If you promise to love them til' the end of your time.
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