Here, there and everywhere
A mother of three is she,
There is no rhyme or reason, keeping her
From being the mum she wants to be.

Business and chasing delinquent debtors
Just seem to be her thingy,
Fun, games and phone calls
As she catches those being tricky.

As money pours in here and money gathered there,
A life of figures floats throughout the air.

Saviour to those businesses she helps
And good friend to those around,
This little red hen
Gets a life that goes round and round.

It's an identity that consumes her being
And one that keeps her smart,
Alas it's a crown that she must lay aside
And listen to her heart.

Now snug, warm and safe
She lay resting —
Her life of toil is over for this day
A time for dreams and play are on their way.

Little before midnight
Doth she set her weary bones down,
A drink or two helps her settle
As she stumbles into her gown.

Under the blankets she doth hide
All alone, her time is now,
Her thoughts and memories come alive
A prayer and love for all leaves her brow.

As her eyes grow heavy
Moonbeams creep in uncovering her softness,
Dreams of her lover whisk in with each warm gentle breeze
Sensuous whispers of love emanate from a man on his knees.

His words slowly wrap around her
Her feelings gently arouse him,
Their entwined love for each other
May flicker but never dim.

A love of fury and of passion is theirs
As they slow in the night,
A strong warmth and comfort appears
As they embrace each other tight.

Nestling in close, her beauty doth shine
As perfume fills the air,
A love of the heart
Will keep this pair in affair.

Now drifting asleep
Into another world alone,
It is time to say fairwell —
She was always on her own.