The lady in the yellow couch
Everything is awesome
Looking at her S saw her awesomeness
The lady with the commands
She that sits on the yellow couch with joy in her eyes from her victory
Yeah her, the one with the million desires
It is hard to realize her values when she gets all bossy
But damn she is a breath of delight
A is for all the agonizing moment she aided S’s agitated adolescent body
Walking with legs as a jellyfish S would come home
Her mind has disappeared
It was no longer in her head
It has left to another state; she was in another state of mind
The sparkle in her hazel eyes were stolen, stolen was her identity
She was no longer S, the pretty girl with curly brown hair
S now walks around as a zombie without a sense of right or wrong
W is for waking S up when she got too wasted
“Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” the lady cried
Willingly dragging S’s worsening body from the living room to the bathroom
Wet her wearisome body wondering whether if she had wandered too far this time
“Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” the lady cried
Water filled her wasting body yet she was unresponsive
As the water drips the life is brought back in her
The lady gives breath to S over and over again willingly
E is for every time she would stop S from going out
Enormous tantrum fits were thrown
Exactly the respond the lady expected out of the easily influenced teen
“Everything is going to be okay”
S was the nickname the lady gave to the trouble youth
The lady looked at her precious Saffron flower
Knowing she has a lot of work to do to mature
Originally called Sandrine, the protector of man kind
The lady was always willing to protect S from harms way
Yet never imagine S was not willing to protect herself
S would then sob from those eyes when told her originations
“Sorry mom” S said as she sought aide for her sickness
Oh my, oh my how S appreciates this lady for all she has done
Looking at the lady with a million commands she hugs her
Often she forgets what could have happen if she wasn’t there
The lady wasn’t obligated to drag her from her obituary
S owes her a million thanks, so she hugs her often
More credits need to be given to the lady that sits in the yellow couch
Her million demands aided S’s minuscule efforts to protect her body become big
More credits need to be given to the lady that sits in the yellow couch
The lady sits with major joy for being victorious in saving S
Every once of awesomeness lies in the lady that sits in the yellow couch
S is alive due to her
The Saffron never died of thirst
It always had plenty of nourishment even when it got burnt
The Saffron was saved by the lady that sits in the yellow couch
Thanks to the lady that sits in the yellow couch