Power and strength, a woman of thought
Always so sure, your facts to be fought
Many will fail in arguments with words
Even a scholar will be up with the birds
Loving and caring, you're a faithful one
Allowing a friend to share in your sun
Always, within my heart you shall dwell
Urging my passion, I know you can tell
Singing high praises on all of my words
Bringing good tidings to all of the herds
Love and sweetness you give to me
Using your kindness to I do decree
Every which way and wherever you be
You were a confused child. You did not feel the love of a parent and possibly felt a bit distant from everybody.
The snapping of things at your fingers refers to your behaviour at the time. You were probably misbehaving and taking things without permission.
The lady is your mother whom you had...