TENDER TOUCH
It doesn’t make any difference, what highway or road we take.
Because when we get in trouble, there’s no mistake.
We call on the name of Mama.
Because we can still imagine Mama’s tender touch and loving hands,
I don’t care how old we get, there’s something About Mama, and that tender touch.
So, when you wake up this morning, don’t forget about the one who held you near, and kept you close when you were in fear.
If you fell and hurt yourself, she would kiss your dirty knees.
Now it’s time to reciprocate and show her that you care.
Because when you sit back and wonder – just remember she was always there.
Yes, I’ll always Remember Mama, in my good days and my bad.
There is one thing I will never forget – her tender touch, and loving hands.
BY LENNY JAYNES
