I am who I am, God made me this way
Just a little plump, and hair quite gray
I cry easily, at the drop of a hat
Seeing someone else cry can make me do that
Lost children will make me sad
A child abuser just makes me mad
When I make friends, they're friends for life
I'm very happy being Steve's wife
I'm blessed with thirteen grandkids, my pride and joy
The latest was a healthy baby boy
I love to write, hate to clean
Try to never be intentionally mean
Even with flaws and some imperfections
God looks at me with love and affection
Perfect in all ways I may not be
I am who I am, I'm just me