My Mom
When I'm at school, I miss my mom, Treats me like her sis, my mom. Keeps me focussed, on my goal, Wouldn't let me, digress my mom. Flattered and happy, she does feel, When dad tries to impress my mom. When she is tired, working all day, I go hug and kiss my mom. Finds always what, I'm up to, Really can make good guess my mom. Loves me, pampers me, cares for me, You are my ultimate bliss my mom. -Kashika Bharol