A mother’s love is like a rose
Ever blooming and forever grows. With gentle touches and caring ways She guides us through life’s maze.
Her heart filled with kindness and grace
A constant source of comfort and embrace.
She wipes away each tear and soothes each fear And helps us to face the year.
Through laughter and tears, she stands A constant presence always at hand.
With patience and love she guides And helps us in our highest tides.
Her love is like a beacon bright Shining like a guiding light.
It illuminates the darkest nights And brings us peace and delight.
So let us cherish this love so true And honour all that mothers do. For they are angels sent from above And fill our lives with endless love.
 | Aania Fatima, XI-A, FAIPS-DPS |