My momma Lorraine, used to be Miss Smart.

Met a man named Robert, who became her heart.

He grew to love her;  and she grew to love him too.

One thing lead to another;  and she became Mrs. Andrew.

There were times that were special;  and there were times that were no good.

Divorce came and she met Jerry, who later made her Mrs. Haywood.

But Robert, gave her children.  Not one.  Not two;  but three.

First Stephanie, then Gail, then yep, me, Leslie.

Steph and I were in April.  Gail, was in July.

And of course, we are, the apples, in her eye.

All three of us will say we’re her favorites;

But then all three of us will be a lie.

I will not speak for the girls;  but I’m sure they do.

I can only speak for me.

Momma, Mrs. Lorraine Smart Andrew Haywood,

You’ll be loved for all of, eternity.