Mom

My mommy is special and warm

The smell of a rose along with it's form

Each peddle of her bloom stands for something neat

Sit for a minute and let me think

One peddle is for her gorgouse smile

Another is for her wisdom that stretches longer then the nile

One peddle is for the time she spanked me and made me cry

But the two right behind it are for when she taught me why

There's a couple in there for when she taught me to stand up

And a little one for when she showed me how to drink from a cup

Theres a lot for all the times she cleaned my ass

And some for all the times i fell and she wiped off the grass

One for the time she made me sit at the table till i ate

And a great big one for when she taught me not to hate

Theres a peddle for the ime she wouldn't let m go to the dance

And quite a few for when she gave me a second chance

Of course theres one for he times she made me mad

But more then enough for the times she showed m what i had

Theres a peddle fr when she combed my hair

And a peddle for when she taught me life isn't always fair

Theres a peddle for everything i can think of

Each one is as red and as pure as her love

Her stem is long slender and green

Thats for all the times she pushed me towards my dreams

Believe me though, she has her thorns

Each one stands for when she kept my heart from getting torn

My mommy is special and warm