Mom, what I would I do?

Mother what would I do if it were not for you?

You gave me life, through God’s miracle of birth.

You gave me hope when I felt I was not fit for earth.

I recall the past; I was not always a nice lad.

I was a restless rebel and that made you so sad.

But you seen through the trash; you never gave up on me.

I could count on you always; you were reliable as could be.

I did not deserve to be treated so well.

My destiny was with the devil and it was hell.

Then the dust was cleared; I cleaned up my act.

You stood by my side and that is simply a fact.

Now we have both grown older and you need a helping hand.

Mom, I will be here for you always; you made me what I am.

Your loving son,

Johnny