When other
girls were tied to moms, I was by your side,
knowing
you were always there, to nurture and to guide.
I ate my
Wheaties every day, just like you said to do,
so I would
be just like the one, I always looked up to.
Because I
felt so special, each and every day,
It didn't really matter, what others had to say.
You told
me not to feel ashamed, to hold my head up high,
Not to
ever let them think, they had made me cry.
