Rishita Neema, Class VII A
Cherished childhood passes,
In her loving lap.
Mind gets relaxed,
Because of her and I begin to clap.
When I was happy
You swayed me.
In the worst days,
You never betrayed me.
You are the spirit of heaven,
Every time I made a mistake, I was forgiven.
We’ll remain together all my life,
And share secrets worth their while.
Well she’s my mom,
God is the person whom she came from.
Her attitude is optimistic,
And her face is fair.
She always helps me,
Whenever unhappiness I bear.
