My First Love

She was a mistress who never treated her maidens rough
Always allowing them to sleep enough
She walked rhythmically to life's mozart song
And the marvel of the throng
Who stood and bit their nails with spleen
As her graceful shadow took their smiles with glean
She ruled a dozen souls over
With impeccable glover
How when boiled in cauldrons she,
Come out beautiful as she could be
Her overwhelming beauty shrouds
And her golden face glooming in the clouds
She is non but my fathers wife
He who swallowed my pain and strife

(for my lovely mum.just wanted to say you my first love.love u mummy)