Mother's pride
My mom taught me how to tie me laces
She taught me how to cry
I used to comb her hair back and
Make it look
beehive
She used to bring me ice cream
Whenever I was ill
And fetch me favorite teddy
I'd cuddle him
Big Bill
We'd snuggle on the sofa
Or play a game of cards
she'd shown me what
love is
Unconditional
Her cakes were something heaven sent
And gone before the night
My clothes all ironed
Socks and pants
we always wondered why
She'd cook me dinner
Shepherds pie
With pudded rice to follow
Fighting for the burnty bits
A battlefield did follow
I'd come in bleeding
Knee all red
A soothing voice
A mothers gift
Unconditional
I'm proud to call my mom
Eh mom
I'm proud to be her son
I'm proud she gave me
Everything
Unconditional
Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 3:47 PM UTC
Mother's pride
My mom taught me how to tie me laces
She taught me how to cry
I used to comb her hair back and
Make it look
beehive
She used to bring me ice cream
Whenever I was ill
And fetch me favorite teddy
I'd cuddle him
Big Bill
We'd snuggle on the sofa
Or play a game of cards
she'd shown me what
love is
Unconditional
Her cakes were something heaven sent
And gone before the night
My clothes all ironed
Socks and pants
we always wondered why
She'd cook me dinner
Shepherds pie
With pudded rice to follow
Fighting for the burnty bits
A battlefield did follow
I'd come in bleeding
Knee all red
A soothing voice
A mothers gift
Unconditional
I'm proud to call my mom
Eh mom
I'm proud to be her son
I'm proud she gave me
Everything
Unconditional
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