[Verse 1]
Momma, you carried us through every storm,
Holding us close when the world wasn’t warm.
You buried your heartache deep out of sight,
So we’d only remember your love and your light.
You stood like a mountain when everything shook,
With courage and faith in every step you took.
Though life tried its hardest to pull you apart,
You never stopped leading with a fearless heart.
[Pre-Chorus]
Only Heaven knows the tears you cried,
Or all the battles you kept inside.
But God was faithful through it all,
Holding you whenever you felt you’d fall.
[Chorus]
You’re my warrior, my shelter, my home,
The reason I’ve never had to stand alone.
You turned broken pieces into something beautiful,
Made impossible days feel hopeful.
Then God wrote a new beginning for our family,
Sending a father whose love came willingly.
Not by blood, but by the love he chose to give,
He taught us what a real father’s love truly is.
[Verse 2]
I was too young to understand back then,
The strength it took to rise again.
Now I see every sacrifice you made,
Every prayer whispered, every price you paid.
You gave us the childhood you dreamed we’d know,
Filled our hearts with love so we could grow.
You broke the chains that once held on,
So our future could be brighter than your past had gone.
[Bridge]
God saw every moment no one else could see,
Every sleepless night, every plea on your knees.
He never forgot the promises He made,
Even when hope seemed to slowly fade.
Then He placed a good man by your side,
A faithful heart that would never hide.
He became our father through love alone,
And because of you, we’ve finally found home.
[Final Chorus]
You’re my warrior, my hero, my greatest blessing too,
Everything good inside me began with you.
You taught me kindness, faith, and grace,
How to stand strong no matter what I face.
I’ll thank God every day that you’re my mom,
For every sacrifice and every song.
No words could ever say enough, it’s true—
I’ll always be proud to be a part of you.
[Outro]
When I think of love, I think of your heart.
When I think of strength, I think of your fight.
When I thank God for the life we’ve been given,
I thank Him for giving me you.
I love you, Momma…
My warrior.
My hero.
My home.
Bridget
