She brought us into this world with such love and affection.
She instills in us morals and veers us in the right direction.
She cares for us so diligently and without dismay.
She takes us to church and teaches us how to pray.

She cooks and she cleans,
and washes our clothes in between.
She makes sure we are always well fed,
while providing a roof over our head.

She is a teacher although she holds no degree.
She is a referee when we don’t agree.
She is an attorney when we are in a bind.
She is also the judge and we get spanked in the behind.

She is a doctor with many specialties,
curing us of most everything using secret remedies.
She is a seamstress, sewing our clothes when it does tear.
She also advises us to ‘never get caught without clean underwear.’

She is a police officer keeping us safe from harm.
She holds the umbrella that shields us from every storm.
She is an entertainer in her own special way,
singing and dancing on days we can’t go out and play.

Who is this mentor in all sense of the word?
Our mother, the forgotten heroine, given to us by the good Lord.
She is truly our life, our world, and our love,
to compare only with the angels from Heaven above.