You went from,
Mummy to momma,
From momma to Mamacita.
And God know what's next.
A lot of things changed,
In the past 19 years.
What didn't is that,
You still
Hold me,
In the darkest of the moments.
You sing to me,
On the most quiet nights.
You give me hope,
When everything is a blur.
You believe in me,
When I don't myself.
You love me,
When I don't even like myself.
You...