Her Love

The day I opened my eyes, 

In this world so wide. 

She was the first person I saw, 

With my sparkling eyes. 

The journey has started, 

Time passes. 

Her love for me become more classic. 

Nothing is new, 

I stick to her like glue. 

The mislaid things, 

Look better in her view. 

With the flowing time, 

She became more mine. 

From teacher to friend, 

Her love for me has no end. 

I thank the devine,

Every minute I find.

For giving me the mother,

That I can say is mine.