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.