My Mother

My mother, my mother,

She is as light as a feather.

Sometimes she scolds me,

But her love is always free.

She is smart, intelligent, and wise,

She is a unique mother and she is very nice.

She doesn’t do fashion like others,

But she looks more beautiful than any mother.

My mother always fight for the right,

But by speech not by fight.

She always says my study nicely,

And she always behaves gently.

My mother is having a wish that I become a doctor,

And always give my best and become better.

She always teaches me the right things,

Because she wanted to give me wings.

Thank you, God, for giving me such a good mother,

She behaves nicely with all the workers.

She takes care of us more than anyone,

She is very sweet and always lets me do fun.

Why do we don’t respect our mother,

In fact, she has spent their time on us more than our father.

She has taken care of us for years,

And removed our all fears.

Our mother support us without any money,

For impressing me she becomes very funny.

Her heart is as soft as cotton,

She can give everything to me it could be pizza or a bun.

If we both are not with her,

She becomes a detective from a mother.

She is also glad that we are her children’s,

She gives her love not in kgs in tons.

My mother is an artist,

She makes drawings the best.

She expresses her feelings,

Even though she is stressed.