This poem is about the love in my life,
She is not my girl,
She is not my wife.
She is the one I love the most,
She was the one who scared the ghost.
She was the one who taught me to talk;
She was the one who helped me to walk.
She is everything to me; if I was an apple,
She would be my tree.
She Is there when I feel sad,
She is there when I am bad.
She Is my love but not my lover,
All I want to say is,
I love my Mother.