In the closet up the stairs 
To the left and in my room 
Is mirror my mother gave me 
Hand finished edges 
And just a bit of dust 
Make it worth a million 
At least that is to me 
Mom never had much time for me 
She was much too busy 
I was her only child 
I don't think she ever knew me 
It was on my wall 
For 13 long years 
But mama passed away 
And I couldn't stop crying 
One day when walking by 
I looked into her mirror 
Written in bright red lipstick 
In mommas handwriting 
Were words now burned in my mind 
"I never got to say I love you 
You make your mommy proud!"