Thank You, Momma (2015) Poem by M.W. Styner

I came from your womb, and cloth underneath your skin.
God truly made a diamond deep within.
Like a rose, you felt the scars.
Like a butterfly, you found the beauty in your pain.
Behind the struggles were a rainbow after the rain.
We held hands to pray with thanksgiving and appreciation.
With your wisdom taught me life lessons.
You're the shooting star
and prove dreams really come true.
When the day comes to fly away,
I will thank God for sending his angel from heaven who change my life eternally.

Happy 50th Birthday Momma