What would Mother's Day be, without a mother? What would Christmas, Easter, all of those, be? You've given me presents on all gift giving days... But they don't mean as much, if I may say...
Not nearly enough, In comparison to... my best birthday gift ever... ...You.
Thank you Mom for all that you do.
Are you a Samaritan or an angel? Do you see after nightfall ? Can you glide over treetops, Weaving between raindrops? Do you not feel pain, The mortal strain? Of course you do, Which makes my thanking you, All the more important.
I could not have got through, Without your kindness, Smoothing the gritted path. I would have turned back, Without your voice, Drawing me to the track. I might have given in, Without your hand, In the dark, reaching, Helping me back up. You helped me get through, All I can say is, Thank you.