Goddess Mumma

Oh, my beautiful mom,

Just as flower blooms and

host of daisies scatters in spring 

So is the smile on your face,

Mumma.

Oh, my lovely mom,

Your delicate hands and slender feet

Wrinkled cheeks, watery eyes

Cooking, knitting, sewing, cleaning

Thus I can help you,

Mumma.

Oh, my strong mom,

With a grateful heart and coated with strength and dignity

Bring colours to our life

You made me what I am

Mumma

You light my world

Through which I walk,

You are my God

 As you created me.

 You are the best person I know

 Respect and love is what I owe

 To you