For Moms

Dear Moms, finally you made it home

No more sickness, no more struggles or pain

It's all in God's hands now

And I thank you for watchin' over me

Teenie and Taquan, we love you rest in peaceWhen I think of you and all that's true

All you said would come to pass

I get confused with life's many rules

Sometimes this road is hard to bareBut I didn't know that you would be gone

And all of my yesterdays and tomorrows I spend alone

I've gotta be strong, I've gotta move on

But I miss you, oh, yeah, I love you Ma