Dear Mom

I wrote this for my mom who's a hair cutter for mother's day awhile ago.

People come and people go,
They all love the haircut they got not long ago.

People talk they talk about you,
And who you've turned into.

From an innocent girl,
To a mother of three.
They wonder how you aren't so busy.

But altogether you should now,
This is hardly why I love you so.

You're everything from loving to caring,
And you don't go around flaring.


Your my mother my only mother,
There can never be another.

I love you so much that I can't explain,
How much I love you so I say,
Why try?
I'm better off trying to fly.