I'm thankful for the time I had
when mom raised me as a boy.
She taught me to read and write
in a small little town in Illinois.
Mom told me to treat all people
with kindness and respect.
And always hold my head up high
and stand so I'm erect.
Mom showed me how to care
and to be a loving soul.
And when I take a little walk
to talk to God as I stroll.
For the world is not perfect
and not every one is kind.
But if I treat others right
then kindness I will find.
Yes I'm so thankful for all this
that my mother taught to me.
She was my guiding light
and how I wanted to be.
Oh thank you Lord for my mum
who raised me to be kind.
For this time of year right now
she's always on my mind.
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