I’m still your mama.
When you no longer listen or care what I say.
I’m still your mama.
When you decide I’m old fashioned and want to go your own way.
I’m still your mama.
When you talk back, complain and argue.
I’m still your mama.
When you figure you know more than I do.
I’m still your mama.
When you move away and take a piece of my heart with you.
I’m still your mama.
And I will love you still as much as the first day I held you in my arms.
I’m still your mama.
And I will pray for you and make sure your wings are strong enough to soar.
I’m still your mama.
I’ll want what’s best and will sacrifice my plans for yours.
I’m still your mama.
I’ll always have a room for you and a hug to welcome you home.
I’m still your mama.
And until my last breath, I’ll keep carrying your love with me.
And thank God every day for the privilege and joy it’s been to be called — your mama.