Dear Young Lady

 

Have you ever loved a man

And felt he's all you got

Not me, I'm not in love

I'm just too young for that

 

Too young to love a man

But there's someone I love

The person I met first

My mother I’m talking of

 

My mother is my everything

My past, present, and future

My mother is my everyone

My sister, friend, and tutor

 

My path when I lose

Besides me she's my guide

My call and I'll use it

Connecting worldwide

 

My picture in the mirror

She gave me those eyes

My model and my hero

My star in all the skies

 

My pain at rare times

That comes with prescription

My subject of my rhymes

And still no fit description

 

Of her and now you see

Why I have all this love

Because if you picture me

With nothing from above

 

I won't be fit for anyone

If I ever lose my mother

I won't be worth of anything

Because I lost my treasure