She was the one on her knees
Crying and praying for you.
Washing your clothing, tenderly
Because she knows how much that dress means to you.
Driving all over town to find you that perfect item
Because it is YOU.
Because it is her nature
And she would die inside
If anything happened to you.
She is the one that makes your dinners for you
Making sure all your favorites are served
As often as she can fit them in.
You may want to remember her
Because she won’t be around