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