Mother

She's always there to hug and mend The cuts and bruises life will send She'll run her hand across your brow Says with a smile, "all's better, now."

You lost your dolly's little hat Mom's handkerchief takes care of that A boyfriend breaks a promise made Mom makes some fresh squeezed lemonade.

No friend could match her caring ways She's always there both nights and days We get one each, there's not another And then your mom becomes - - grandmother!