WHY?

Chores, jobs, orders, work
In these things she often shirks.
Why when faced with having to prod,
You can force the issue with just a nod?
A simple answer she can supply,
"I'm the Mom," that's the reason why.

Car pool, room mother, volunteer
Your stamina never seems to disappear.
Why when faced with unending tasks,
You go to work without being asked?
A simple answer she can supply,
"I am a Mom," that's the reason why.

Never faltering, you're beside her along the way
Through good times and bad your beliefs aren't swayed.
Your love for her is so strong
Why do you stand beside her even if she's wrong?
A simple answer she can supply,
"I'm your Mom, I love you, I need no other reason why."