
Momma taught me how to be a man
How to stick around and make a stand
How to be a gentleman
To stand for righteousness
And how to clean up my own mess
To provide for my family
She taught so much to me
Taught me how to cook a meal
Taught me how to lift steel
Body building was a thing
Was nice to be fit in the spring
Taught me to be a family and play
Taught me not to listen to what doctors say
A second opinion was coming our way
Even after the cancer we did pray
For a sibling to come my way
They said she was sterile and couldn’t have a baby
Then down the road came a little lady
That is still my sister today
A little lady name Mary
She taught me to be a father that doesn’t run away
Still today I’m a dad that stays
With his kids and wife
Mom taught me how to have a good life
Not wrapped around money
The sweetest things in life come like honey
Oozing out the jar
From near and from far
Like the universe works with you
So don’t fret about the blues
Just work hard and you’ll get your dues
Be a family man
Hold little hands
Go to live bands
Never sit, always take a stand
For what you believe in
There’s not enough words for what my mom taught me
But I know this, she taught me to be me
No matter the haters that get in the way
Or the family that don’t know what to say
Or how to act around you
As long as your true to you
And all that cross your path
Honesty always tends to last
I’m thankful for my mother
She taught me like no other



Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.