My womb was home to my sons
I created two beautiful humans
I left to this earth more than my worth –

My eyes expressions of love
You can see in each wrinkle and line
that I am tender and kind

My arms reach out to hold
They enfold dear ones to my heart –

My heart has musical strings
like choir bells that ring

My hands are my best friend
They take what’s on my mind
make it dance with rhyme
It comes out a heartfelt song
a gift to give one and all