Our Moms Are Like A Candle That Burns Itself To Give Us Light.

It is said that hands that rock the cradle

Are the hands that make the world.

Moms give us birth and hold our hands till we get old.

They make us bold.

Our moms will love us till they die,they will never say goodbye.

Sometimes we get angry with her,

we can’t imagine the pain she took on giving us birth.

If we just think about it for a while,

we will give her the love of whole Earth.

Our moms are like a candle that burns itself to give us light.

Still we fight.

We can’t imagine how short is life.

Now fighting with our moms has become rife.

We have to make a promise to keep our moms happy forever.

And it will be an endeavour.

                           -Ayesha Shaukat