She is a woman and a mother full of grace
Angels are on assignment on her case
Evidence of God's goodness, all over her you can trace
A mother with a heart of gold
So evident, you don't need to be told
Her youthfulness would blow your mind
Her feet shine with glad tidings
Her smile is infectious - easing every pain
Her goodness moves faster than the train
Her influence falls everywhere like the rain
She's calm, gentle, amazing without a life of strain
Her soft-spoken words appease the hardest of hearts
Her words are seasoned with sweetness and goodness
I am happy to call her mother as she calls me son
Happy Birthday to you, mama
I love you without apology and without reservations, ma.
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