I look at dreamflyer as a mother figure. A lady who is always there with a helping hand, a kind word or a bit of advice. Instead of going on and on about how I feel about this great lady I've decided to let you all read it in a poem instead...
MOM
You are not my birth mom - My real Mom wasn't you.
But You are oh so special - and the loving things you do
Make me feel so valuable - You cheer me when I'm sad.
And If you were my Real Mom I know I would be glad.
Moms are special people. They are loved and needed so.
Now I am thinking of You. And I wanted you to Know -
You may not be my real Mom -
You may be just on loan -
But I Love You as if you were my very own