The Woman That I Love
Roses are red and so are her lips
On her bed she always sits
Sometimes she's silly,sometimes she's not
I don't care for she's the one I love
Lovely face I wish I could have
You'll never believe she's 37 now
Nothing changed, her face sweet as 16
Resourceful person she is
Especially during the times in need
Talented woman whom I adore
Overjoy is what I feel when she hugs me
Many times she's away from work
Even during holidays & days w/o work
More blessings I wish her to have
And only happiness fills her heart
No one knows how much I love her
So I wish I can show her
A wish that I can tell
You're the one I really love, my dear mother
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