MY LOVING MOM
God’s wonderful gift,caring me like a swift. With a great smile on her lips,she carries me on her hips. What a burden I am? I thought; But her happiness does’nt fade;for the reason she made, Yeah ! Of course I am the naughty one !! The definition of beauty would be incomplete without her name; She is the light of the world,while she have her hair curled. Gently waving her hands,inspite of tons of bands. Tears rolling down my cheeks,thinking I would’nt see her for weeks. I slowly walk down the road;pacifying myself to be bold. Like my mom, a VIRTUOUS WOMAN. Yes ! it was my first day to my kindergarden. Thank you mom for creating me.. I love you !!❤❤❤❤