M is for the moans and the miserable groans from the pain that she felt when I was bone.
O is for the oven with it's burning heat where she stood making sure I had something to eat.
T is for the time that she stayed up nights and took my temperature when I wasn't feeling right.
H is for the hard earned money she spent to keep clothes on my back and try to pay the rent.
E is every wrinkle that I put on her face and every worry that I caused when I stayed out late.
The last letter R is that she taught me respect and for the room up in heaven that I know she'll get.