This is my personal card
Of course from me to you
This was kind of hard
Since there's so many words to use.

Though nothing can express
What a mother you have been
Yes, sometimes things can be a mess
But quickly we get over our sin.

I love you more than anything
And nothing will ever change that
For you and I, we have this string
The holds us back to back.

Both sides want the same thing
But in different ways
Who knows what this love will bring
We will have the watch the days...

Both sides so opposite
And yet so the same
But grab you mitt
Let's play this game.

This game of love and trust
This game of daughter and mother
This game is such a must
This game is against one another.

But why can't we be a team?
Get along, like we should
Why can 't things be peachy keen?
I bet if we tried, we could...

But things can be so much fun this way
You sure have taught me a lot
For tomorrow's just another day
Time cannot be bought.

So we better spend it right
Go out and have some fun
Let's try not to fight
So put down you're pointless gun.

Yes.. Challenges may come our way
Our love will beat them down flat
So be prepared for my play
Because I'm up to bat.

So this poem of our opposite teams
Is so completely true
And yet we support each others dreams
We just don't tell each other we do.

This might be a bit confusing
But this entire thing is right
I bet it's a bit amusing
When we think back to our fights.

I love you, I really do
So please except this gift
Yes, from me to you
Don't show anyone this poem, even if you can't resist.