There is no one else who loves,
There is no one else who cares,
as much as a mother.
Person with whom I can share
my worries and Joy
And I feel like a fairy Toy.
She loves me and also treats me well,
Just how well I can't tell,
But for her love do I return
the same love, care and concern?
Do I support in her tension?
Do I even smile in such a situation?
But there is something Important to tell,
A daughter without such loving and caring Mother,
would certainly be Hell.

Hemanita

Class IX A