Mother, Mother you are so precious to me,

You do all the work, I see.

You are so beautiful,

You are always cheerful.

Your skin is so fair,

Your long hair,

How do you deal with all the nightmares?

You are never tired,

You also never refused.

Please relax for some time,

Then you will be fit and fine.

You are the best mother, I declare;

You can check it in the internet.

You are encouraging and supportive,

When you teach me you are very active.

No one can take your place,

You are our family’s base.

// This poem has been penned by 11-year-old Sheikh Suhana and has been selected for publishing on our platform from the reader submissions //

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