A billion mothers
Make no one that I have.
Others may be of her kind
But she is the one I've got.
When I was a baby,she was my angel
The hand of God,that rests on me.
Her memories,like one the of those stories
"An angel from the heavens;
Unto the earth to minister"
Her love eternal,is undeparting
Warmth caring;cheerfully smilings.
At her thoughts,I see an angel
For she is an angel of my being.