She is my Roselilly
She knows me well
She will never forget me
She is my big sister
Whom I can share
She does anything that I want
and is the first person in my family.
She is a caring mother
She is the one whom I first saw.
She scolds me when I was
mischievous.
She sang a lullaby when I was sleepy,
She is the person who suffered all my
mischief,all the time.
She feels my words and my sorrows.
she is the mother of the year
To the world she is my mother,
but to me she is the world.
Abel Joseph Babu ✍
