Happy Mothers Day

I wrote this for my mom, I love you Mom! In the immortal words of Nacho Libre, "You are the beeest."

She is full of grace and divinity,
A woman who sees the value of a word,
Like a sweet angel sent from heavenity,
A callous word is one that she will not afford
She is an acrobat of the utmost flexibility,
Famously controlling the disarray from her progeny,
Her domicile is a perpetual island of tranquility,
A perfect mother,
My mother,
That’s she.


If her brow is ever furrowed with much crossness,
You will know the situation is truly dire,
For there is no situation too multifarious,
If there’s a problem, she’ll find the answer you require,
She’s a near polygon of human faultlessness,
A woman void of all pretentiousness,
She’s a perfect model for all the young peoples’es
A perfect mother,
My mother,
That’s she.

Always just an inch from calamity,
Her raucous teens near edge of path oft’ stroll
In a world that some would call insanity,
She always has the situation in control,
In the grocery store none can match her frugality,
There’s none who can match her coupon cutting capability,
She’s a queen of the highest nobility,
A perfect mother,
My mother,
That’s she.