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I know you struggle and question

as you suddenly begin to change.

It seems your world is falling apart,

but let Mom help, with all her heart!

Why suddenly are you looking at boys?

Why are you drawn to a world of noise?

It all seems strange and gives you a start.

But let Mom explain with all her heart!

What’s this red spot on my face?

You ask the mirror as you look in disgrace?

Quick! Jump in the car and we’ll head for a mart!

Just let Mom fix it with all her heart!

It’s part of your years that we call teen!

Your hair isn’t really gonna turn green!

Just enjoy and relax as I play my part.

Your Mom walks beside you with all her heart!