My Mother- First prize in interclass poetry competition 8th Grade

                       
We wake up in the morning,Seeing her face.She wishes us good morning,Full of grace.She speaks to us in her lovely voiceAnd asks father to bring us toys.She makes the dishes we like to eatSometime she scolds us but never beats.She supports us, when we are right.During trouble she holds us tight.I never want to go, far away from her.Because, She is my one and only Mother.

                                                    -Sohini Mukherjee