My mom is loving and caring.
She has three hearts for bearing.
She never stops caring about me so much.
Her love is as big as buildings and such.
She always has a hug for me,
And that would even be,
If she was 100 miles away from me.
Her loving and caring would reach the sky,
And make the airplanes shake and cry
And then her love will reach the moon,
Oh, that will happen so, so soon.
So if you see a pink moon,
Don’t be surprised,
It’s not a balloon.