As you grow into what you will be,
It's there you'll always be though your own life will now start.
With misty eyes I ask, "Where's my little bundle?"
But one day you will see, I taught you well because I care.
With laughter and joy, mixed with a few tears to cry.
You'll always be my source of pride, no matter where you go,
For all you dreams and goals, sit before you very near.
You'll always be my winner, and victory will prevail,
To tell you in a rhythm of your mother's heartfelt love!