Mama

I sit here and watch you sleep.
I only wish for you the best.
I want to wake you to tell you
that you are loved and
that we all prayed for you
but I know it has been days
since you slept well
so instead I let you rest.
I often wonder how I got to be so blest.
So as I sit here and watch over you by night
and stay by your side in the day,
I sit here and ask God Why? How?
Why was it me that was blest with a mother like you? 
Surley I have done nothing to deserve it.
How did a mother as special as you come to be mine?
Then I realize that even if I don't deserve it, 
I need to appriceate it 
that I am blest to have a mother like you. 
A mother like you who spent countless days
and nights by my side when I was sick.
and a mother who, in spite of how badly it hurts,
let me test my broken wings,
a mother who let me learn the hard way 
just so I wouldn't make that same mistakes
over and over again.
A mother like you who saw me off to school 
and spent sad days alone
and yet magically produced a smile
as soon as I walked in the door of our home.
How did it come to be that I should get a mother like you,
who isn't afaird to spank her kids
and know the difference between a spanking and abuse.
a mother like you who hates to see her children suffer.
and so they return the favor.
As I sit here and watch you sleep,
I don't wonder why or how,
I simply thank God now.