Mom
You are an open tree in which I’m free
You are smell of flowers which feels like a fruit tree
You are illumination of my creepy dreams
You are door of my house themes
You are captain of my team
You are extreme supreme
You are brain of my mind’s eye
You are teacher of my blue sky
You are blessed from God
You are coxswain of my boat
You are switch of all lights
You are commission on human rights
You taught me how to fight
What you taught all is right
You are a one for whom I know how to live
You are principal of my life
You are everything of my life
Oh my good looking, lovely mom
Oh my gorgeous, gracious mom
