

Charitakshi Nuniwal, Class 8, Summer Fields School, New Delhi
My mom is my dearest,
One in a million, unmatched and the fiercest
My sweetest potion, when I hear her melodious voice,
To listen to her each day is a wonderful choice.
Oh Mother! You are the greatest,
To me, you’re the god of this Earth— the truest and kindest.
Even heaven cannot match the comfort of your arms,
Maybe you just form my heart, this is what I feel in all your charms.
You remove the stings from my feet without thinking twice,
Even today, you sing me to sleep with your lullabies so nice.
You always know what’s right and wrong,
You cheer me up with words warm and so strong.
I’ll never be able to thank God enough for giving me you,
And when you watch me from the stars, I’ll remember you too.
May, 2025