Every year been same old thing
I’ve praised you for what you bring.
bring into life of my son
but own praise you’ve surely won.
You are lovely on your own
nuptials adjunct to your throne.
Though you’re son’s essential part
you do too reign in my heart.
Smiling face and impish grin,
loving heart shines from within,
game to try things new to you
held within corazon true.
True to friends and family,
loving mom to progeny.
Loved you before nieto
with grandson our love did grow.
When I watch you with your John
holding him in loving arms
stooping low to play with him
you wear raiment seraphim.
Not in anger but in love
give guidance with velvet glove,
“No’s” no word we like to hear
but it shows a love sincere.
Not a case of rod o’er child
simply counter will with guile.
Jiu jitsu of parenting
feed child’s spirit while damping.
Damp down nat’ral selfishness,
slowly, with love, him impress
that his needs and wants are grand
others too have needs at hand.
Have no daughter of my own
but you’re one by fortune grown.
Darling daughter, we love you
on this day and whole year through.