My Mother

My mother is an architect,

She works so good,

She works perfect,

She can't be wrong,

She is correct,

My Mother!

She taught me good,

How to talk,

And then I learnt,

How to walk,

She fed me,

And destroyed the draught

My Mother!

She cried happy tears,

When we met,

Together we just,

Fell and wept,

She let me a toy,

When I wanted to get,

My Mother!