I Call You "Ma," Though You Are Not My Mother

Music: Lord Franklin. Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

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I call you "Ma," though you are not my mother, But more a ma than any ma could be. I've come to love you more than any other; You took me in your charge and set me free. You let me run and kissed me when I fell; You kept your eyes on me and let me stray. I learned things hard, which means I learned them well, And got to know myself along the way. My hope and faith and pride are all from you. My roots are in your heart; you are my home. You will be part of everything I do, In all my thoughts a wise and lovely poem. For all our lives we'll have this common ground: You were my rock when else I would have drowned.