The Michael Berry Show

In the annals of greatness there is a name that echoes with grace and resilience

a name whispered in reverence and gratitude

Mom

Like a beacon in the storm you guided me through life's tempests with courage and wisdom.

Your gentle touch was a bomb to my wounds.

Your words a melody that soothed my soul.

With each step I take I carry the legacy of your unconditional love, a flame that illuminates my path even in the darkest hours.

Your sacrifices, a testament to the depth of your devotion, inspire me.

In the symphony of life, you are the crescendo of strength, the

symphony of love, the epic tale of a mother's boundless heart. Today and always I celebrate you my mom my hero my eternal guiding light

mama's love it's so divine

called her baby Ramon.

Oh what a fire behind the TV,

had you stood, Who'd been without a care?

Just like we should.

Mom must always been and strong, she don't mind cleaning up.

She don't mind the wrong.

I'm on the messes, don't you know mama's love it will always show mama's love, oh, so sweet, even when her baby's cooping behind the seat.

Mama's love. who's been behind the seat.

Mama's love.

It'll never been, she'll always love the remote.

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