Why, Mother, Why?

By Ishika Goyal

Mom, mother, whatever name we may give to her; She will always listen to us even before we call her name. I'm grateful to God that he gave me to nobody but her; Become when she is with us, even the most difficult seems like a game. The God must be in a good mood; That he chose to give such a great mother to a person like I. You always dedicate your life to us. Why, mother, why? My love for you has never been low;

It overflows like the eternity of the sky. I just don't ever get the chance to show; How much I appreciate your pacifying when I cry.

You, the most precious thing in the world,

Needs to be thanked in a million ways. I just want to take out some time to thank the god; To give a me mother as great as the sun's rays.

By Ishika Goyal