My Mom

My Mother my sweet,
My Mother my sweet.
You are like a shining flower.
As the flower bloom,
You are one of them.
So sweet and loving and kind,
You make me sleep in my warm cushy bed.
How sweet of you Mummy,
When I sleep, you cuddle me up,
And make me warm.
And I imagine I am in a Buttercup.
How sweet of you....
Mother my sweet.
My Mother my sweet.
You are like the honey,
In the flower.

~ Asritha ~

age - 9

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