Every morning I get up,
mom hands me over a glass full of milk to drink,
so that my confidence does not blink,
well,” I am not a child, mom”, I say,
“but you’ll always be one, for me”, she says.
I go to college, and laugh with my friends all day,
well teachers are there to scare us,
but in the end we get our way.
I get back, pretty tired,
mom says, “go to bed sweety”,
you have to conquer the world tomorrow,
and this is the way, she inspired.