My mother is a real jewel

Never is she cruel

 She’s precious to me

Because she cares about me

Such precious for me is her love

That her grace reminds me of the dove.


If there’s sadness or gloom

Like the darkness in a room

Mom comes with a brightening smile

That lights me up as bright as can be

All because she wants me to become the best that ever be

O, Mom, you are so wonderful to me.


By Allen Lawson


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