To My Mother, With Love Poem by Beatrice Preti

As long as you love me, I don't need a man
To hug me at nights, or to hold my hand
I won't gawk at the gossip, or read magazines
To glimpse Harry Styles with his new beauty queen
My heart won't twist when Orlando Bloom
Walks on the screen, and the lens starts to zoom
I don't need heart throbs like Gosling or Nick
To make my life whole, or make my heart tick
As long as I have you, that's all that I need
I don't care about Sheeran or that horrid ‘Biebs'
I won't scream like the girls when their idol arrives
I don't care about Ryan's or Chris's or Clive's
You keep me grounded, and you'll be the one
I turn to when darkness has darkened the sun
I won't dream about Bruno or drool over Niall
Because boys don't matter (at least, they won't for a while!)
And I love you, Mama, because you're all I need
And we'll be together, as long as you love me