Sounds like a love song

Well i met her when i was 3 years old and my love still grows. When i first met her i was scared that she wouldn't take care of me, that there wouldn't be enought to eat. There always was, however.
She has always taken me for rides and i'll never forget the first time she taught me how to go downtown.
Sometimes she makes me wait and it's frustrating, but i can't stay mad at her.
In the springtime she likes to look her best. she puts on all types of beautiful clothes from pinks to vibrant greens to yellows and everything in between.
she takes me to the highest highs to the lowest lows. i talk to her children sometimes and wonder why she would want to to put them though all that pain. it breaks my heart. i yell at her for being an unfit mother to so many of her offspring. she isn't a bad mother to all of them and we wonder how she chooses.
watching her work in the summertime is quite a sight, it makes me sweat. this is when i sometimes wish for a temporary breakup, but we're right back at it by the middle of september. in October she likes to tease me with false hope that we'll be part of a Brave new world, but disappoints when she deems the time is right. I'll always be with her whether it physical or spiritual.
If you haven't realized by now, i'm talking about A-town.