My Mom pt2

Another mother\'s day,
Another poem for you.
These words come from my heart,
Everything I say is true.

So many things to say,
But words can\'t describe them all,
You always help me out,
And pick me up when I fall.

A mother with such grace,
With more beauty the rest.
I\'m proud to call you mom,
I feel that I have been blessed.

I take things for granted,
But that\'s going to change now.
Cause if you were to leave,
To live I wouldn\'t know how.

My life so complicated,
But I can turn to you.
I only have to ask,
A million things for me you\'d do.

Not only me you help,
You juggle us in the air.
Put up with all are crap,
And do it without a care.

Help with homework all the time,
And still help manage the house.
Been a big part of dad\'s life,
And his one and only spouse.

You\'d always make me breakfast,
Scrambled eggs, grape jelly toast.
I\'ll never forget those times,
I love those days the most.

God this is really hard,
There\'s just so much to say.
I\'ll end it with I Love You,
And have a Happy Mother\'s Day.