My Mother
My mother is an angel who has come from the sky,
Who loves me and consoles me, whenever I cry.
My mother is hard working, who doesn't know what's rest,
For when it comes about work, she is the best.
She never raises her voice, nor her hand,
Oh God! There's no one like my mom on this land!
My mom is a lady who hates violence,
For my mischief, in her, there's a lot of tolerance.
I thank my God for giving me such a mother,
For her, in this world, I won't ask any other.
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