My Sweet She

My Sweet She

She is better than a bolster and higher than the palm tree

She is very circumspect when she sees that I am down

So she brightens me up like I am a nightgown

I can never feel dour when I'm around such a flower

Evertime I see her It is like an Happy Hour

Yes my mother is a boon that I can't afford to loose

She is my sweet she the only one that I choose