My Mother

My MoThEr

It is the mother who raises and nurtures the blood in the womb for ten months.  Like a shadow, I have a loving mother.  No matter how much she said, her virtues were unfinished.

The whole house is bright and fragrant because of Mom.  From a young age, my mother nurtured me through various hardships.  Dad spends the money he brings in and fixes the shortcomings.  When we are sick or sad, we have a loving mother.

 The mother can be likened to a mahanel flower.  Mahanel flowers are pure and fragrant.  It's beautiful.  Among the flowers, that flower shines brightly.  Like the mahanel flower, the mother gives us all the scent of life.  He makes immense sacrifices for his children.  It is our duty to take care of her when she grows old.  I love my mom dearly.