Mother Is Very Precious

By Isha Pathania

She is my loving mother,

Like her there is no other.

She cared for me since I was in her womb,

She made plaits of my hair with comb.

She have spent many sleepless nights,

I want to hug her tight.

For her family she has done a lot of sacrifice, Her presence makes our home a paradise.

When I got hurt she felt the pain,

Tears rolled down her eyes and pain ran through her veins.

My head bows to her,

She is the God's best gift ever.

By Isha Pathania