The first time I looked in your eyes
I saw purity, innocence, love
Someone that needed me
Needed my care and love and compassion
You were completely reliant on me
Your mother
All you ever wanted was me
You wanted held and loved on
You loved watching things with lots of lights like Cops
Then you grew up and needed me less
But you still love me and cuddle with me
You still need me and still want to be around me
You make me proud
I'm proud to be called your Mom
I'm proud to call you my son
I had to fight to gain your trust back
After all the hell and pain I put you through
But I gained it back
and now you want me around
You make me proud in every way
I am proud to be your mom
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