Beauty of a Mama The beauty of a mama is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a mama must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a mama is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a mama
With passing years only grows!
