Mum,
You little plum,
When I need to talk,
Your always there you never walk
No matter what it is about,
You sit me down and say come on then spit it out,
People ask who is my best friend,
I reply my mum,
Either money, an ear or advice she will lend,
This special little bond we have,
Makes me glad,
That you are my mum,
And my precious little plum.
I'm scared bout the things that happen to you,
Why cant they just give you a new,
I feel like no matter what i might lose that one special thing in my life,
Your a special mum and a special wife.
