MY MOTHER - NIDHI NAVADGI

 

MY MOTHER

NIDHI NAVADGI

 

She used to pack my bag

And hang on my back,

She used to look bright,

But she never use to fight

 

She used to pack my bag

And hang on my back,

We used to walk very long,

While singing the song

 

When you are sad

Then I will be mad

She was the best

She never used to take rest

She used to see my face on my race

 

I don’t want to miss you

Because I trust you

When I was free

She used to take me under the tree

She used to say me don’t cry but try

 

When I was blank

She used to bring me on track

You are like gold

So I will be always bold

She used to say me be cool in school

 

When I ate bakery’s cake

I got stomachache

She said it is of fake

Then she gave me home made cake

Every time she makes me spark

She left her own remark.