Mother is god-gift,
It likes society-lift,
It goes higher and higher,
She never cheat nor liar,
...
A girl who has rosy-cheek,
Or a coral lip,
With a star-like eyes I seek,
Which seas-love want into dip,
...
My will that She came in white sefan saree,
And told me that She loves me,
Her hand in my hand sat on the lea,
Never came thought about any fear, feels free,
...
I born on 18 march 1995 at Rampur Azamgarh U.P. My current city Varanasi and I was student of St.Thomas high school Chunar. I study in C.M Anglo Bengali Inter college Varanasi.)
My Mother
Mother is god-gift,
It likes society-lift,
It goes higher and higher,
She never cheat nor liar,
Mother likes train,
It bonds her family with intelligence and brain,
Her binding force for every coach is equal,
God never made her squeal,
Mother is life of dream,
Her promise is no timing-stream,
Her sweetness is like ice-cream,
And also her love has no scheme,
Mother likes a fountain,
That's full of love and affection,
She makes a great nation,
Her only one ambition,
Her son, daughter become good citizen.