When I was young
Whenever a bee would come near me
You would tell me
"It's because it thinks you are a flower"
And I wouldn't be so scared anymore.

When I cried you would hold me close
And sing the lullaby
You had always sung to me
To remind me that a part of me is yours
And will always be
And I mustn't ever forget that.

At night you used to read to me
Your voice soft and gentle
As you lulled me to sleep,
My head on your lap
And I knew that as long as you were there
Anywhere would be home.

Sometimes you'd get out a world map
And place it in front of me
And we would point out all of the countries
We would travel to, together
And you would tell me all of the things we could do.

And the days when you would pick me up
From after-school club,
I'd come running across the playground to greet you,
Especially when it had been weeks since we'd last seen each other
And I would fall into your arms
And everything was 10x better.

I say it to you a lot,
Since I've grown up we've become closer friends,
But sometimes when things get you down
I don't think you always believe me when I say
You are amazing, and I am so proud
To call you my mother.