A poem on mother

A poem on mother

Mother is great,

Mother is so nice,

Her heart is pure as black and white,

She keeps her sorrows and helps each other,

We the children of mother waste time in playing with each other,

She is made by our God for making our future,

She makes us laugh like our joker,

She is like the heavens and God, She is a real mother,

Those children who are not with mother are crying and waiting for their mother to come,

She scolds us but not hate us,

She thinks for her own children always forgiving them,

She makes us comfortable when we are uncomfortable,

She listens to our sorrows and makes us feel happy,

When we are lonely she sits besides us and makes us read books and tells us stories,

How lucky we are to have a mother who is generous, pretty and beautiful,

Children have no words to express their feelings for mother,

It is said A friend in need is a friend indeed But now I say a mother in need is a mother indeed