Sonnet -01.

The Nature of Mother

Sonnet -01

(-Subhashi-)

Thou art like a very big gift god given by;

Nothing anything to compare to Thee,

Thou art our life every moment of the day.

Shall I ask a single question of thee?

Actually, who are you creation?

Thou art feeding we are as lovely and kind,

And everything supply quit without uneasy.

Despite more demand why thee not greed?

Without your hand anyone can not live.

All the life depend on you

In the summer's day thou art most beautifully. 

We are waiting periodically you get the different shape.

Every men and beings may be can simply breath time of long,

Because your marvelous skills for give to being.