Many years ago I met a lady named Mrs. "D" She was the mother of my lovely wife to be Three fine daughters she had raised Each she was proud of and each she praised Life not being easy for her, sometimes it was rough Hard working providing their needs, she was tough It didn't take long to find her real name was "Mom" Downing her family or a Democrat, you just set off a bomb "Mom" always has reminded me of a mother hen About the family or politics, you just couldn't win She looked at the world with a great deal of vision No doubt, bringing up her family was her true mission Washing a dish or cleaning about, she was always at bat Helping and teaching the family, she was always doing that Reading the Bible cover to cover, all the way though Several times each and every year she would do "Mom" was involved from dawn to dusk As if she stopped for a moment she would rust The Love that she showed each family member Is something we all will surely remember The grandchildren and great grandchildren too Were each precious to her, showing pride in this crew Shown through each time she spoke of them As if they were Kings or Queens, high on a rim A very few programs she'd watch on TV She was always there to listen, even to me Giving of her wisdom from many years on this earth To each of her children from their day of birth When she had done this and done her best Jesus called her and said, "Mom" it’s time to rest Thank you Dear Jesus for her long stay We needed her to guide us on our way "Mom" will never be forgotten by children and others She taught us how to work together as sisters and brothers Teaching us to never call anyone a fool Another bit of wisdom, one more golden rule There are pages and pages to be put down "Mom" doesn't need them, she's wearing a Crown