The Mother I Knew

From the drive of sunlit,
Her dawn begins,
Adore to smiles,
She is like a pinch of salt,
Never meant to be blame,
So tasteful.

Wonderfully outwit,
She spins like the globe,
In ancient it took miles,
Just like a home,
She waltz with love,
As frame,
She is so graceful,
To suffice as a superwoman.